Stella sat in the man's lap, letting out a playful whine.
"How could I not miss you? It's been half a month, and we barely had any video calls."
If Roman Rhodes hadn't returned when he did, Stella would have almost thought their relationship was entering a lull.
The man's arms tightened in an instant, holding the girl even more securely in his embrace.
"It was unexpected. It won't happen again, hmm?"
Stella smiled, tilting her head to rest on his shoulder. "Alright, it won't happen again."
She was so radiant and cheerful, open and straightforward.
Neither making a fuss nor dwelling on it.
A warmth spread through Roman Rhodes's chest, and his cool, thin lips landed between Stella's brows.
Then, inch by inch, they moved lower.
The moment their lips met, a soft sigh escaped one of their throats.
It was like a migrating bird finding its resting place—a tangible sense of belonging.
But after being apart for so many days,
