In Edward’s eyes, it was like seeing another version of myself—like I was a rare jewel he cherished in his hands. I held my breath, totally stunned. It was just unbelievable.

I mean, who would believe a guy could fall head over heels for someone in just a few months? Back when I was a resentful woman in my previous life, I used to watch all these videos online about understanding men. A lot of men have analyzed in depth that men need different kinds of love at different stages of their lives. When they’re kids, they need their mom’s cooking. As they grow up, they want a woman who supports them in their career. Once they’re successful, they look for a beautiful woman to give them emotional value. And when they’re old, they just want someone to care for them with tenderness. Their love is given according to their needs, not like in fairy tales where a prince falls in love with a girl just because she’s beautiful and kind and loves her forever.

“Why are you zoning out and staring at me like that?” Edward teased.

I’d spaced out for a second, and Edward gave my cheek a gentle squeeze before leaning in to kiss me again. He just couldn’t get enough of kissing me—maybe it was because my lips were the perfect shape and color, soft and inviting. He always lingered, never wanting to let go.

I snapped myself back to reality. I still didn’t really get why Edward was so into me, but honestly, a night like this was worth more than gold.

“Didn’t we just do this last night? You’ve got some serious stamina,” I teased, looking up at him with a smile.

Edward’s eyes darkened, and his voice dropped to a husky whisper. “With you, I just can’t seem to stop.”

“Liar!” I said, turning away from him playfully.

To Edward, my teasing sounded more like flirting. He just chuckled softly and moved closer, his big hand gently caressing me, his touch sending a wave of heat through me.

“It’s too bright…” I muttered, shielding my eyes from the sunlight streaming in through the window.

Edward murmured, “It’s okay. If it’s too bright, just close your eyes for a bit.”

‘No way…' I grumbled to myself. ‘Why does he get to stare at me, but I can’t even keep my eyes open to look at him?’

Edward seemed totally cool with my little tantrum. Whatever I said, he just went along with it.

“Alright then, how about we try something a little different today?” Edward said, his voice low and husky.

I was still feeling shy, so I kept burrowing into his arms. Edward just hugged me even tighter, like he couldn’t get enough of me snuggling up to him.

“If you don’t like it being so bright, how about we just lie here and relax?” Edward suggested, thinking I was hiding because I didn’t want to be in such a bright room. He was totally letting me have my way.

I froze for a moment, then started teasing him with my fingers, tracing circles over his arousal. Edward looked totally at my mercy, his face a mix of helplessness and begging for mercy.

“Alright, let’s just lie here and look at the sky outside,” I said, but my fingers kept up their naughty work.

Edward let out a low, throaty groan—deep, restrained, and honestly, it was pretty hot.

“Victoria…” Edward gave me that look of surrender, unable to resist the waves of pleasure rolling through him, his gaze growing even deeper and more captivating.

“Why aren’t you taking a break, Mr. Jennings?” I teased, arching an eyebrow at him.

Edward finally reached his limit. He caught my fingers in his warm, steady grip, putting an end to my mischief. He pressed my hand to his chest and pulled me in, holding me close and not letting go.

I just melted into his arms, soaking up his warmth and breathing in that scent that was all his. After lying quietly in his arms for a while, I realized… being wrapped up like this was driving me crazy. My body just wouldn’t cooperate.

Guess it’s true—after going without for so long, the moment you get a taste of the real thing, there’s just no going back.

Edward noticed me squirming in his arms and put his big hand on my waist. “What’s up?”