Chapter One Hundred and Twenty–Four – You Will Need To Wait.–2
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mans, tenisty frustrated. “I am going to go for a jold shower
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“Wipe the tick off your face,
“It ist’t my lauh have no well–control”
I dip under his arm and walk away. He slaps my ass as I pass by. He disappears to take his coll shower. He isn’t the sly one who needs a cold shower
I take the spring rolls from the oven. They could
between my thighs. I quickly pull on a pair of joggeM
another five minutes. I put them back in. I splash some cold water on my face. I head to the bedroom, imoring the throbding
be less distracting for him if I have more clothes on
Fertum to the kitchen, organise the sauces to accompany them and take the spring mills out. I keep them on one plate, there is no point in using two. I take them, along with the sauces, to the living room. I go back through to get a couple of glasses and a bottle of wine.
I nettle down on the sofa and wait for Myatt, die appears a couple of minutes later. He has gray meeatpants and a loose–fitted tee to match. His wet hair in reept back. I swallow hard and Tick my lips. Now, who is making it hard? He know how that look on him makes me weak.
Wyatt smuks. He did it en purpose. I shake my head and tip him elf. He taught loudly and joins me on the sofa to val.
“These look good, angel.”
“Hopefully, they taste good. It is my first time making them.”
Hier my cheek, “I am sure they will be fine.”
Thur ha confidence in me. He picks one sp, dipping it into one of the cure. I watch him to watch his reaction. He could say it’s good but doesn’t like it. If I watch him, I can read his real expression. He takes a bite.
Wyatt smiles. “Delicious
lile is telling the truth, I smile brightly. He offers me a bite to the half of his he has left. I take a bite. I have to admit,
familiar with.
admit, they are good. I really should try cooking dishes I am not
Help his arm around my shoulder, and I rest my
head on
on his shoulder. He kisses the top of my head. I mi and we happily eat in comfortable silence
“Are you doing okay, angel, after this afternoon?”
1 glance up at him. “Yes, I am fine
I won’t tell him about my rant to Angelina. He wouldn’t be happy if I were discussing our personal business with her.
“i pesemine,” 1 teply, reaching up to pech h
He smiles brightly at me. “Okay Good.”
his lips
We finish our starters, and I lead through to start our main course. Wyatt follows me through.
Ground here stayed in the living room, you know” 1 laugh
1 would have gotten lonely.”
am a few Tent away from you. Ian kur you would hire bees (ne? I sicher
I shake my head and focus on the cooking Wyatt takes a wet and watches his eyes
en burning inta ( me distract
