Julian moved into her space, his hands finding the familiar curve of her waist. "I’m thinking that I’ve spent twenty years building structures designed to last, but I never built anything for myself."
The rain drummed a steady, rhythmic pulse against the floor-to-ceiling windows of Julian’s study, a sound that usually brought him peace. Tonight, it felt like a countdown. sexy matures clips
Elena set the glass down, her expression softening. "We’re taught that the story ends once the house is built, Julian. But the best part is usually the renovation." Julian moved into her space, his hands finding