too late for a second chance novel (Lila and Dorian) novel Chapter 406

Lila's long lashes fluttered softly, like a butterfly stretching its wings, casting a delicate and dreamy ripple through the air.

"Mrs. Morgan, how can you be so adorable?" Kieran murmured, his thumb brushing lightly against her cheek.

She didn't dare look at Kieran's undeniably captivating face any longer and turned her gaze slightly away, trying to escape the intensity of his stare.

But Kieran wasn't about to let her avoid him. Shifting his position with deliberate ease, he moved to align himself with her line of sight.

"I wonder if the adorable Mrs. Morgan would let me kiss her?"

Lila's eyes widened instantly. "Didn't you just…"

Hadn't he already kissed her just before her shower?

It hadn't even been that long ago, and now he was asking again.

Noticing the confusion flickering across her face, Kieran's lips curved into a soft, teasing smile.

"Mrs. Morgan is just too cute. So, may I?"

His voice was calm and smooth, but there was an unmistakable undertone of coaxing, laced with a hint of mischief.

"It's okay, Lila. We're already married. Isn't it normal to kiss your wife a little more often?" he added gently.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, she slowly tilted her head upward.

Kieran's gaze darkened as he took in her obedient, almost shy expression.

A dangerous wave of emotion surged within him, and for the briefest moment, he had to fight the overwhelming urge to pull her close and press her against the wall.

Instead, he leaned down to place a soft kiss on her cheek.

Then, with a small smile, he ruffled her hair. "Let me dry your hair for you."

He knew he had to stop before he pushed things too far.

Lila quickly shook her head. "I can do it myself. You should go take a shower."

But Kieran had already scooped her up and carried her over to the couch. Then, he grabbed the hairdryer from the shelf and began drying her hair.

Lila kept her head lowered the whole time, too embarrassed to meet his gaze.

Since when had she noticed that Kieran was this good at flirting?

The moment the hairdryer clicked off, she jumped to her feet, nudging him toward the bathroom. "Go wash up already. We need to sleep soon."

It wasn't until the words left her mouth that the realization hit her—they'd be sharing the same bed tonight.

Her statement had sounded far too suggestive.

But her brain refused to dwell on the implications. Without giving herself a chance to think it over, she hurried into bed and yanked the blanket over herself.