121. His passion

Vrinda Simard swallowed his emotions and pecked on her forehead slowly. Seeing her calm and shocked, he carried her in his arms and walked to the pool of lukewarm water. They were naked. They were still passionate. He put her in the water and got in the pool. Holding her waist he looked at her deeply.

Jane Dover was looking at him in a stupor as if she wanted to stabilise the emotions inside her heart.

"Do you still feel that my feelings for you are fake? Didn't my love tell you the bizarre condition of my heart?" 

He caressed her lips using his thumbs holding her white cheeks.