Chapter 86 Bound By Love

• Rachel POV
• The garden air was thick with the scent of jasmine and the fading warmth of the late morning sun, but as Jeremy’s lips lingered on mine, the world beyond us blurred into a haze of light and sound. His kiss was a tether, pulling me deeper into the cocoon of our shared moment, the playful laughter over Sir Biscuit Von Fluffington’s name now a distant echo. My heart raced, a wild, steady drumbeat against my ribs, as his hands traced the curve of my back, his fingers warm through the thin fabric of my sundress. The poolside, with its rippling water and the puppy now dozing in the grass, felt like a dream we’d stepped out of, and I knew, with a certainty that burned, that I needed more—more of him, more of us, more of the love that felt like it could rewrite the stars.
• “Jeremy,” I whispered against his lips, my voice a soft plea, my fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt, anchoring myself to him.