Chapter 295

A sudden headache hit Domenic, and he massaged his temples.

“Are you alright? Have you been working too hard?” Lindsey sat straight, her face etched with concern.

Domenic had been run down from overwork.

Other than last night, when he’d slept soundly with Lindsey in his arms, he’d been swamped, barely managing three to four hours of sleep each night.

He pulled Lindsey close, a playful smirk on his face, and murmured, “Worried about me? Maybe I should hold you a little longer tonight.

”

Lindsey’s cheeks turned pink as she gently pushed him back, her bright eyes squinting with mischief.

“Do you realize… how you look right now?”

Domenic lifted an eyebrow in question.

Closing in, Lindsey spelled it out, “Like a needy puppy!”

Before she knew it, Domenic’s hand was on the back of her head.

He leaned in close, his gaze intense.

“Should I seal your lips now?”

Lindsey immediately frowned and shook her head, understanding his implication.

“We’re on the bus, not at our place.

Please, behave!” With a pout, Lindsey voiced her complaint.

“Fine, I’ll wait until we’re home then.

Domenic let out a soft laugh and tenderly squeezed Lindsey’s cheek.

Resting in his embrace, Lindsey gazed up at the charming man before her.

She couldn’t help but notice that Domenic was getting more playful by the day.

Yet, she also saw that his smile was broader lately, which she took as a positive change.

Once the bus reached the station, Domenic didn’t let go of Lindsey’s hand until they were home.

No sooner had they shut the door than Domenic Lifted Lindsey, setting her on the shoe cabinet in the entryway, and moved in to ki*s her.

Feeling his warmth, Lindsey blinked up at him, her eyes sparkling.

“Do you actually have a thing for this? Why do you always stop here at the entryway?”

“You don’t Like it?” Domenic peered into her captivating eyes.

“Then where would you prefer? I’m good with anywhere.

”

Caught off guard, Lindsey’s cheeks blushed noticeably.

His words hinted at something she wasn’t expecting…

“Let’s just… head to the living room,” she managed to say, her words tumbling out awkwardly.

Domenic’s lips curled slightly as he lifted her from the cabinet, carrying her straight to the living room.

He set her down on the plush sofa, his tall figure leaning over her, stealing her breath with the weight of his presence.

His ki*s was fierce and urgent today, as if he was consumed by a hunger only she could satisfy.

Lindsey, caught in the storm of his passion, had no choice but to yield.

With one hand, she clutched at his collar, and with the other, she pushed against his firm chest.