This kiss didn't last very long.
Because Amelia was bent over and felt tired, she kissed him briefly before pushing him away and turning toward the bathroom to freshen up.
Yet, this kiss that wasn't particularly lingering captivated Christopher the most.
After all this time, his Amelia finally lowered her guard completely, willingly opening up to him.
Just thinking about how she had taken the initiative to kiss him excited Christopher to the point of wanting to announce it to the world in the dead of night.
Sleep was out of the question.
In the deep, quiet night, he rested against the headboard, listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom while his mind uncontrollably replayed the sensual images.
His dark eyes closed heavily, his Adam's apple moving with sensuous allure, his furrowed brows momentarily relaxed, only to knit tightly again moments later.
But this time, it wasn't the pain of wounds he couldn't mend.