Chapter 319 Wynter Had Another Dream

• Dalton's stance hardened. His dark, unfathomable eyes stared at her fiercely. He leaned forward just enough to almost He put his nose to her face. His hand's contact made his Adam's apple gently shift. Kingbourne had a lot of wind. It howled outside and became more apparent when fall arrived. But the space was really silent. The coldness of the beads on his wrist may have annoyed Wynter, as she frowned her brow slightly. She thought that, in contrast to his typical manner, Dalton was honorable and attractive while also being enigmatic and unexpected as he observed her.
• He lowered himself still more and touched her face tenderly. “You really aren’t worried at all,” he remarked in a low, soothing voice. Even he did not know what he may do next. But she appeared unaffected. Dalton took a good look at her eyes and lips. He tightened his grasp and slid his lips closer, lying next to her as though he was trying to control himself. His eyes darkened and became somewhat flushed. The dust on his beads cleared when he coughed, revealing a dim light. His eyes became much deeper. At last, he raised her completely. He combed through her hair with his hand. His hold became more and more firm. Wynter was ready to open her eyes when she felt his breath near her.
• He murmured quietly and released her. "I like you better when you're awake, even though this version of you is nice, obedient, and likeable." Wynter felt a weight on her eyes. Such sentiments had never occurred to her before. She pondered if this man was the cause or maybe the hotel, something. The soft pressure he put on her back was too soothing for her to resist the urge to wake up. It was perfectly warm from his body. She made the decision to let her hand rest as she slept off more. Dalton lowered his gaze and enjoyed the way she collapsed on his bed linens. The pearls on his wrist became brighter in the darkness. His eyes seemed to be illuminated by their gloss.