[Volume Two: Morning Thoughts, Evening Sugar]
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Simon Forrester was the first to gather his thoughts, instinctively separating his lips from Sienna Thornton's.
In the darkness, no one spoke; only the uneven breathing and heartbeats of each other could be heard.
After a few seconds, Simon Forrester moved closer, his hand slowly covering Sienna's back, moving his chin, and kissed her again.
She was stunned, not daring to move.
His breath was soft and fragrant.
The scent on his body was also pleasant, fresh and clean, like the smell of the sun, wrapping into a soft ball that rushed straight to her brain through her sensitive nose.
She felt as if her heart was going to leap out of her chest, her limbs trembling uncontrollably.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, with the distant sound of waves still constant, she could hear both her and his heartbeat.
Thump, thump, thump...
It seemed as if, at this moment, he was her entire world...
