Blind Date Turned Proposal novel Chapter 1165

“Mm!”

Josie's eyes widened as she attempted to break free, but she couldn't possibly resist Dexter and could only remain frozen in place.

Dexter always showed exceptional patience toward her. As the kiss deepened, Josie's legs nearly gave out, and she had to lean on the corner of the table for support.

She tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Indeed, in this world, no one understood her body better than Dexter.

“Dexter!” she whimpered.

The man's kiss became increasingly domineering and forceful. Unlike the last time, this time it was like a sudden storm, leaving no chance for her to catch her breath.

The two were close, and Josie could distinctly feel his hardness. Her entire face flushed red, and she was unable to move.

“What are you hiding from?” He finally let her go, panting softly in her ear. “You like it best when I kiss you like this, don't you?”

“That was once the case.”

“If you didn't want it, you could have resisted, but you didn't, Jo. Your body is more honest than you.” His magnetic voice filled her ears, leaving her almost numb.

She expressed her resentment. “You're overthinking it. I'm just hurt so I—”

“Is that tattoo still there?” he suddenly interrupted her.

His large hand that had been pressing against the back of her head slowly descended to her waist. Her smooth skin was addictively enticing.

Tears welled up in Josie's eyes, and she turned her head away. “No.”

“Liar.” Dexter chuckled lightly. He gently traced his fingers over the marks that once adorned her waist.

“I'm just afraid of the pain, so I didn't get rid of it,” Josie admitted without lying.

“Is it destined, then, that you will ultimately be mine?” Dexter's voice was very soft. He was holding himself back, not pushing any further. “I can wait no matter how long it takes.”

Josie was left speechless, silently cursing Dexter countless times in her heart.

“I promise I'll respond to you right away next time when you call me. I'm sorry.” She made a funny face. “Can you forgive me this time?”

Grape pouted for a moment and waved her hand. “All right! I forgive you, Mommy.”

Josie laughed. “Thank you, sweetie.”

The servant announced that dinner was ready, and everyone gradually took their seats. Josie rose, only to meet a pair of intensely burning gazes. It was Justin, staring at the red mark on her neck, his expression grave.

“What's wrong?”

“Come with me for a second.” Upon reaching the corner, Justin got straight to the point. “You've reconciled with Dexter.”

Josie smiled. “No. You're overthinking it.”

“Am I overthinking this or do you already have an idea? Josie, don't make me scold you. Wasn't the lesson from two years ago painful enough?”