Chapter Twenty Six
Phillip sat next to Cecelia the next morning, but he didn’t kiss her on the cheek like he usually did every morning. He was still sulking. Cecelia grinned and reached over and kissed him on the cheek and wiped her lipstick away. He gave her a side gaze but then he couldn’t stay mad at her. He grinned and squeezed her hand. Cecelia smiled back at him. After breakfast, Phillip walked outside in the garden with Cecelia. “Can I kiss you now, or will you push me away again?” He asked, coming to stand in front of her. “If you want to,” she said sweetly. He held her face with both hands and kissed her fully, tasting the sweetness of her. “I love you, Cece,” he said. She smiled and caressed his jaws, kissing him again. “I love you, Philly,” she said. “I’d better go to work. But let’s go out
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