His gaze dropped to her enticing red lips, and he longed to silence her provocative words.

Driven by this desire, Brian yielded to his impulse.

He grasped Rosalynn's fragile chin, pulling her into a kiss.

Shock flashed across Rosalynn's face, her eyes expanding in disbelief.

As his breath enveloped her, she flailed in resistance.

Yet Brian pinned her firmly in place, his lean fingers beginning an uninhibited exploration.

Involuntarily, Rosalynn's resistance softened, a tinge of embarrassment appearing in her eyes.

She was forced to acknowledge that despite their time apart, his caress still stirred her feelings.

He had a knack for seduction.

Nonetheless, her mind rebelled against him.

With closed eyes, Brian savored the sweetness he had missed for days, exhaling a contented sigh.

He kissed her inviting lips and then tender earlobe, lingering on her most sensitive spot.

As he reclined her seat, his expression changed to one of shock.

A stinging slap from Rosalynn had met his cheek.

Brian's tall, rigid frame tensed. His eyes snapped open to gaze upon the woman beneath him.

Shadows of raw desire and stark disbelief mingled in his deep gaze.

She had struck him!

Rosalynn's breathing was heavy, her chest rising and falling. She shoved him aside, hastily straightening her disheveled attire.

“Brian, really? What is it that you see when you look at me? I'm seeking a marriage of the soul, not one of mere physicality. Your actions... they truly sicken me!"

With that, she swung the door open and departed.