raced the person who was about to lose balance and then met Edith''s gaze.
"Raphael? What are you doing here?" Edith looked at him with surprise.
"Edith? You''re here?" a voice of delight came from the office.
"Looks like, there''s an unexpected gain," Raphael whispered under his breath, noticing the basket of sweets in Edith''s hands.
"What did you say?" Edith asked curiously.
"Nothing," Raphael responded with a confident smile. He stepped aside, gesturing theatrically with a "please come in" motion. "I won''t disturb you two any longer. Goodbye."
Edith felt that Raphael was acting strange today. As she walked towards Andre''s seat, she still kept turning her head to glance at Raphael''s departing figure.
"Don''t keep looking at him, dear," Andre grumbled as he stood up to greet her. "Did you bring some dessert for me again?"
This time, Edith rushed forward in three quick steps and pounced on her beloved, toppling him back into the embrace of the armchair, and straddled his lap. Andre gave her a knowing smile and pulled out a piece of sweet from the basket, placing it in his mouth, just as he always did, and then fed it to her.
The syrup from the sweet melted between their lips and tongues as they deepened their treacly kiss in perfect harmony.
"You''re too sweet, making me thirsty," Andre said with a satisfied and breathless laugh after finally releasing her.
Edith blushed and picked up the cup of water from the desk, feeding him mouth-to-mouth. They played this game repeatedly for a while, until the cup was empty and almost half of the basket of sweets had found their way into their stomachs. Then, Andre turned her body around.
Andre glanced at the clock and shook his head. "I need to calm down quickly. I have an important speech later."
As soon as he finished speaking, he began to feel a wave of heat throughout his body and couldn''t help but loosen his tightly buttoned collar.
"It''s so hot in here, Andre!" Edith fanned herself with her hand and walked over to open the window before returning to sit on his lap.
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Meanwhile, a delegate of the National Convention passed by the office and noticed Raphael standing by the door with a proud smile on his face. Curious, the delegate approached and greeted him, "What are you doing here, Citizen Saint-Clemont?"
"I''m waiting for the upcoming meeting," Rapha