HER EX CALLED HER BODY A BURDEN—THEN THE MAFIA BOSS LOVED EVERY SCAR SHE TRIED TO HIDE
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Chapter 13 - THE MAN WHO LEARNED TO LOVE GENTLY
Our first date was simple.
A quiet restaurant overlooking the Chicago River.
No bodyguards at the table.
No expensive gifts.
No expectations.
Just conversation.
Jack asked about my classes.
I asked about his childhood.
He told me stories about his mother.
I told him about Noah.
We laughed.
More than I expected.
At the end of the evening, he walked me to my car.
“Lily.”
I looked up.
“Yes?”
He hesitated.
“I'd like to see you again.”
I smiled.
“I'd like that.”
He stepped closer.
Then stopped.
“May I kiss you?”
My heart raced.
I nodded.
“Yes.”
He kissed me gently.
Nothing rushed.
Nothing demanding.
Just warmth.
When we pulled apart, he rested his forehead against mine.
“I've wanted to do that for a long time.”
May you like
I laughed softly.
“So have I.”
