Chapter 39
Aubree’s gaze was glued to her smartphone screen, her heart racing with
anticipation for Brielle’s reply. When the message finally popped up, a sudden
wave of relief washed over her, and they instantly fell back into their usual banter.
[You hooked up with The Priest?! Bri, you totally hit the jackpot!]
Aubree had been feeling pretty down, but Brielle’s news perked her right up. She
couldn’t help but keep probing for juicy details. [Does he kiss with tongue? Is it
intense? I mean, a
like him, a real catch — does he actually get passionate in bed?] guy
Aubree was nothing if not blunt in their private chats. She was dying to get Brielle
to spill every last detail. Brielle, on the other hand, was quite the opposite.
Influenced by Aubree, she had grown more comfortable talking about such
matters, but she was nowhere near as forthcoming.
Did Max kiss with tongue? She stared at the message just as Max descended
the staircase, indicating the meeting was over.
He was dressed to the nines in a custom-tailored black suit that made his skin
look especially perfect, the overhead lights softening the sharp lines of his face. A
man like Max, if he ever decided to cast his net, he'd probably catch everyone in
it.
Top-notch looks, top-notch pedigree, and top-notch savvy — he was pretty much
flawless. If he had a flaw, it was probably that he was a bit too impersonal.
Max was fastening the cufflinks on his shirt as he caught her gaze. “Doesn’t your
hand hurt?” He approached, his eyes settling on Brielle’s hands.
In her eagerness to chat with Aubree, she had unwrapped her bandages. Her
hands were swollen but, thankfully, not broken.
“Uncle Max, has anyone ever told you how dashing you look in a suit?”
He meticulously fastened the topmost button and glanced down at her at her
words, his eyelashes casting a faint shadow over his eyes.
Brielle’s playful teasing was just a facade. With Max staring intently at her, her
mind hit a wall, and she felt a flush of warmth rise to her cheeks.
“Uncle Max, if you keep looking at me like that, I might not be able to stop myself
from doing something rash.”
It's a universal reaction
any woman would inevitably feel the urge to lean in for a kiss. Brielle felt a flicker
of attraction, but catching the calm in his eyes, she quickly suppressed it. The
words “heart flutter’ simply did not exist in Max’s world.
He remained detached from others’ admiration, affection, or desire, watching
from a distance until it faded away.
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Brielle looked away, laughing softly to herself.
Max tilted her chin up, noticing the fading imprint on her cheek, and asked with
curiosity, “What's so funny?”
“Uncle Max, there's a line from “The Little Prince’ by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry,
“Please,
tame me.”
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Brielle had always been a top student with a unique, mellifluous voice that
unwittingly carried a hint of seduction. The phrase was an invitation a plea for
closeness.
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Max was the untouchable priest, the
unattainable prize. Women wanted to
worship ives yedkned Ody
Fh td the depths and devour him.
Everyone wanted to be near him,
even if only as an obedient pet. So,
“
Please, tame me, was her unspoken
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Max met her gaze and gently patted her cheek, his touch feather-light. “Cut the
theatrics around me.” Though his words were dismissive, his eyes betrayed a
flicker of
amusement.
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Flirting with danger was one thing,
but to overstep was to court disaster.
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