Hospital – Private Consultation Room
Jonathan's back was pressed against the chair.
Amber was leaning over him, both hands resting on the armrests. Their lips were barely an inch apart.
The atmosphere was warm, silent and strangely electric.
Jonathan stared at her, unable to look away.
Jonathan's thoughts:
She's so close…
Wait. Why is she looking at me like that?
Don't tell me… after fifteen years, she's finally going to kiss me?
His heartbeat quickened.
Amber, if you're planning to kiss me, I promise I won't complain!
But instead of moving towards his lips, Amber tilted her head towards his ear.
Amber (low, cold): "From how many days has that mark been on Justin?" 😑
Jonathan blinked.
Jonathan's thoughts:
WHAT?!
That's what she wanted to ask?!
I thought she was going to say something romantic!
Jonathan: "What the—?" 😶
He instinctively turned his face towards her.
And unfortunately…
Their lips brushed.
It lasted barely a second.
A soft, accidental touch.
But both of them froze as if someone had pressed a pause button on the entire world.
Jonathan's eyes widened.
Amber's eyes widened too.
They immediately pulled away.
Amber brought her fingers to her lips, looking absolutely irritated.
Amber: "Why do you ALWAYS steal a kiss from me?!" 😤
Jonathan: "WHAT?!"
Amber: "You have a fifteen-year-old son now, Jonathan! Stop behaving like a teenager!"
Jonathan stiffened.
Jonathan: "Okay, first of all—he's OUR son." 😑
"Secondly, I didn't steal anything! It was an accident!"
"You're the one who came so close!"
Amber glared.
Amber: "I came close because Justin has a curse mark, and I know what it is! But I don't want anyone hearing about it, idiot." 😐
Jonathan's expression changed.
Jonathan: "Don't tell me you—"
Before he could finish, Amber leaned forward again.
Her face was once more inches from his.
Amber (firm): "That's why I did that. Understand now, idiot?" 😠
Jonathan looked at her in confusion.
He finally understood what she had been trying to do.
She hadn't moved close to him for a romantic reason. She had wanted to whisper something important without risking anyone outside the room hearing it.
The accidental kiss had happened because he turned his face at precisely the wrong moment.
Jonathan's thoughts:
So she was trying to protect Justin's secret…
And I was busy imagining a romantic reunion.
Wonderful, Jonathan. Absolutely wonderful.
But even after understanding, neither of them moved away.
Their faces remained close.
Jonathan could see his own reflection in Amber's eyes.
Her expression was angry, but he couldn't help noticing how familiar this moment felt.
Fifteen years had passed, yet arguing with her still felt strangely natural.
Jonathan glared back.
Jonathan: "Who the hell are you calling an idiot?" 😤
Amber narrowed her eyes.
She leaned just close enough to whisper directly against his lips.
Amber (quiet, dangerous): "Shut up." 😠
Jonathan's POV
Only a few inches separate us.
She's still looking at me like she wants to murder me.
And somehow, I still think she's beautiful.
Amber's lips were pressed together in frustration.
Jonathan swallowed.
His eyes briefly wandered before returning to her face.
Fifteen years…
Fifteen years without her.
And now she's standing this close, scolding me like nothing has changed.
I missed this.
I missed her.
I need you, Amber.
Amber noticed his expression immediately.
Her eyes narrowed.
Amber: 😑 (Pervert.)
Jonathan: 🤤 (kiss me .)
TO BE CONTINUED…