His hands were clasped together on the blanket, his fingers long and elegant, giving an artistic beauty when holding a gun. Thelma recalled the time when she first came to the Sam family and they held hands; his palm was so large that it completely enveloped hers, and his palm was very warm.
She wanted to hold his hand.
This sudden thought startled her. She felt very shameless, and what was even more frightening was that she didn’t want to correct this shameless thought.
He was her husband; she could hold his hand, right? Moreover, she was “asleep” now, so she could just pretend not to notice and hold it.
Thelma adjusted her breathing, pretending to make a move in her sleep, and reached her arm over the child to extend forward. Perhaps because the room was dim, she miscalculated the distance, and her arm didn’t land on him.
Thelma felt a bit frustrated. If she made another move to hold his hand, it would seem too deliberate.
Just as Thelma was pondering whether to pretend to turn over and retract her hand, she felt warmth on her hand. She opened her eyes slightly and saw Sam Noah suddenly grasping her hand. Thelma felt her whole body stiffen, and she immediately told herself to relax, fearing he would discover she was pretending to be asleep.
He gently squeezed her hand and then leaned down to kiss the back of her hand.
The warm, soft kiss felt like a feather landing on her skin.
Thelma felt as if her whole body was electrified, a tingling sensation traveling from her hand all the way to her tailbone.
Relax, relax, don’t let him find out.
Thelma felt her heart racing, and her outstretched hand seemed to stiffen, but he didn’t seem to notice. After kissing the back of her hand, he carefully placed her hand back under the blanket, then pulled the blanket up for her and tucked in the corners for the child.
His movements were very gentle; he truly was a kind and gentle man.
She even had an impulse to leap into his arms and act spoiled, wanting to fully experience this man’s tenderness.
However, she didn’t dare. She was afraid he would be startled by her suddenness and also afraid he would think she was a lewd woman because of her boldness, thus looking down on her.
And the strong aura he exuded intimidated her.
She suddenly recalled that night when he hugged her from behind. At that time, she had only been nervous and hadn’t truly felt it. Now she regretted it immensely; she should have shamelessly stayed in his embrace a little longer.
This feeling was truly burning her up. Thelma lay stiffly for a long time before finally falling asleep.
When she woke up the next day, she was alone in bed. Sam Noah was standing in front of the mirror, adjusting his shirt collar. The white shirt and gray-black trousers gave off a mature and capable vibe, while the white shirt also had a fresh and clean feel.
In short, no matter how she looked at him, he suited it perfectly, and he seemed endlessly charming.
Thelma kept staring at him until he noticed her gaze and turned to look at her. Thelma hurriedly averted her eyes, only to hear him say, “When did you wake up?”
Thelma adjusted her breathing and replied, “Just a little while ago.”
“Breakfast is ready. You should get up and eat. After eating, prepare a bit; we should head back.”
“Back?” Thelma didn’t react immediately.
“We’ve almost finished the work here.”
So soon they were going back? If they went back, she wouldn’t be able to stay in the same room with him anymore.
Thelma felt an indescribable sense of loss. She felt conflicted; she was afraid that being alone with him would lead her to do something lewd and indecent, but the thought of not being able to be alone with him made her feel disappointed.
