Amelia could tell he didn't want to say more.
She didn't push him either, just closed her eyes silently.
Then, out of nowhere, Simon tipped her chin up and kissed her.
It wasn't just any kiss—there was a lingering tenderness, softer than ever before.
She froze, caught off guard.
Before she could react, Simon shifted his weight and leaned over her.
"Simon, I..."
"Shh, don't move," his voice dropped, raspy with a teasing edge. "It's just a kiss. But if you move again... well, it might not stop there."
Amelia stiffened instantly, her entire body tense.
Simon chuckled, his tone playful. "What, are you really that scared of me?"
"I'm not feeling well."
She wasn't lying. No one knew better than her how relentless Simon could be in bed. In her current state, she
