Chapter: 3617
“Marcus... you..."
With a soft smile, Marcus placed his coat over her shoulders, suggesting, “Think of it as a walk for digestion. Besides, the Japanese cuisine tonight was disappointing."
Perhaps in need of companionship, Melissa found herself accepting his offer.
The club was situated near a river, the night view Lending a serene backdrop to their silent promenade. Marcus, a cigarette between his lips, glanced at her to gauge if she minded.
Melissa offered a slight smile in response.
Marcus lit his cigarette, the smoke curling into the night air.
Leaning against the railing, he broached the subject of Alan's son.
“What are your thoughts on him?"
Melissa adjusted the coat draped around her, the fabric carrying the distinct aroma of tobacco as well as Marcus’ cologne. As her cheek grazed the collar, a subtle expression of longing emerged...
Marcus regarded her in silence, taking in her delicate features, the fairness of her skin, and the grace of her neck.
He softly uttered her name, "Melissa."
Melissa gave a gentle "Hmm" in response, turning towards him to inquire, “Why did you come here today?"
Marcus chose not to answer directly.
Instead, he simply watched her, noting how vulnerable yet pretty she looked wrapped in his coat.
After a moment, he moved closer, his hands finding their way inside the coat as he leaned in, their foreheads touching. His voice, soft and slightly rough, broke the silence. "Is the coat keeping you warm?
You seem quite fond of it."
His hands gently circled her waist, the touch light through the fabric of her shirt.
When Melissa instinctively leaned back, he drew her closer again.
In that moment, Melissa acknowledged the turmoil within her.
Maybe it was her clouded mood or the lingering effects of the alcohol, but she found herself willing to surrender to the moment.