Forbidden Passion
Chapter 326 The Shared First Time

Theodore was momentarily stunned, staring at Phoebe. The words "like" made his heart burn instantly. He wished she had said, "I like you" instead of "I like someone older than me.' 'I'm really just dreaming,' Theodore thought. He laughed at himself and was the first to step out of the elevator.

Phoebe had reserved a table at a famous revolving restaurant. The restaurant was on the top floor of the TV tower, offering a panoramic view of the entire city.

After they took the elevator upstairs, a waiter led them to their table. Theodore, like a gentleman, pulled out the chair for her and raised an eyebrow at her. Phoebe glanced at him in surprise and then sat down.

Theodore sat opposite her, and the waiter placed a menu in front of each of them. Phoebe ordered a set meal and handed the menu back to the waiter.

He didn't continue to mess around and ordered the same set meal as her, along with a bottle of expensive red wine.

After the waiter left, Phoebe turned to look out the window and said, "I've lived in Kedora for so many years. This is the first time I've seen Kedora from such a height."

The sky was not yet dark, but the city's lights turned on all at once, illuminating the entire city like a sea of stars. The world instantly became bright and dazzling. It was incredibly lovely the instant the lights went on.

Theodore followed her gaze out the window. The brilliant lights reflected in his eyes, leaving him momentarily dazed.

"This is also my first time enjoying Kedora's night view from here," Theodore said.

Phoebe withdrew her gaze and smiled at him.

Her eyes were filled with dazzling lights, bright and radiant. She picked up the glass in front of her and said, "Let's toast to our shared first experience." Theodore's eyes were full of helplessness. He raised his glass and clinked it with hers, then looked at the plain water in his glass. "Do we really have to drink this?"

"Not really." Phoebe took a small sip of water. Her lips, moistened by the water, glistened.

Theodore's gaze lingered on her lips for half a second. Suddenly, he felt parched, drinking all the water in his glass in one gulp.

Phoebe actually had lips that were perfect for kissing. Every time he saw them, he couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to kiss them passionately. But he rarely kissed her unless he was at the extreme of restraint.

To him, her lips were like poppies, addictive upon contact. To prevent himself from becoming addicted, he mostly kissed her with a sense of punishment, as if that would keep him from becoming infatuated. After a while, the waiter served the dishes. When the restaurant rotated to the other side, the lights on both sides of the river reflected in the water, creating a platinum scene that resembled the Milky Way. Phoebe couldn't help but exclaim, "So beautiful!"

Theodore glanced at her, nodded meaningfully, and thought, 'Yes, it is beautiful, but not because of the night view. It's because of you.'

Phoebe withdrew her gaze, picked up a knife and fork, and was about to cut her steak when her phone suddenly vibrated. She picked it up to check the caller ID.

Before she could see clearly, Theodore reached across the table and took her phone. "Since you invited me to dinner, don't take other people's calls."

Phoebe had only seen a string of numbers earlier, which didn't seem to be domestic. She had yet to see the caller's location before Theodore took her phone.

She thought it might be a scam call and didn't mind, muttering, "So bossy!"

Theodore put her phone on silent and said, "It's not like you just met me today."

Phoebe thought, 'So bossy and yet so justified.'

They ate in silence, surrounded by couples. Candles and a single red rose adorned the tables, creating a full romantic atmosphere.

Couples fed each other. The air was filled with the scent of love.

Theodore glanced at the couple rotating past them. The man opened his mouth, signaling the woman to feed him. The woman smiled shyly but couldn't resist feeding him a piece of steak. The man's expression was one of satisfaction and happiness, which was both enviable and jealous.

Theodore looked away in disdain, thinking, 'Don't they have hands? How shameful to need food at their age.'

He glanced at Phoebe, who seemed completely unaware of the growing romantic atmosphere. When she looked over, he suddenly opened his mouth and made a sound.

The moment he made that sound, he regretted it.

'What am I doing as a man?' he thought.

But since he had already opened his mouth, closing it now would make him even less dignified. So he stubbornly kept it open, waiting for Phoebe's reaction. Phoebe was stunned, not understanding what he was doing.

She looked at his slightly open mouth and cautiously asked, "Do you bite your tongue? Does it hurt? Drink some hot water."

He closed his mouth, turned his face away in embarrassment, and glared out at the night view, feeling like a complete idiot. With a hardly perceptible smile, Phoebe studied his sculpted profile. She had noticed earlier when he was staring at the couple. Among all the couples, they were the most awkward pair. They didn't look like a married couple or even like a couple at all. After all, her intentions for this dinner were not pure.

Seeing his frustrated and disappointed expression, she thought, 'He might care about me a little bit.'

Her heart softened, and she leaned over to feed him a piece of steak.

Theodore was stunned, staring at her reflection in the glass window. Her eyes and brows were filled with laughter, as if she had seen through his thoughts and was deliberately teasing him. He gritted his teeth and angrily bit the piece of meat.

Phoebe fell silent.

After dinner, Theodore drank most of the bottle of red wine while the rest went into Phoebe's stomach. She hadn't intended to drink, but considering the price of the wine, she didn't want to waste a drop. Probably because of the wine, they both went straight to bed when they got back to the Imperial Apartment, and Phoebe completely forgot about the phone call.

The next morning, she woke up with a strong arm draped over her waist and warm breaths brushing against her neck. All her senses awakened as she fully awoke.

Flashes of indescribable scenes from the previous night played in her mind from the doorway to the bedroom. She raised a hand to her forehead, thinking, 'Drinking causes trouble!'

Her arm extended out of the blanket, shivering from the cold air. She suddenly opened her eyes and pulled up the blanket to check underneath. 'Oh my God!'

She and Theodore were both naked.

She closed her eyes, planning to slip away while Theodore was still asleep quietly. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing when he woke up.

She pulled her hand back under the blanket and found Theodore's wrist. She was about to move it when the head buried in her neck moved. She quickly withdrew her hand and pretended to be asleep.

Theodore was half-asleep and rubbed his head against the person in his arms, smelling the familiar milky scent. His heart was full of tenderness. Then, he felt the body in his arms suddenly tense up, and a light smile appeared on his lips. 'It seems she is already awake and pretending to be asleep.'