Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 913

Keira hung up the phone, chuckling to herself. When Hayden returned, he found her smiling.

“What’s got you in such a good mood?” he asked, glancing at the TV, which was off, and then at her phone, which she wasn’t using either.

Keira reached for the durian he had bought her Lately, she’d been craving it like an addict. No idea why–it was as if she couldn’t get enough of it.

“I’ll wash my hands and cut it for you,” Hayden said, stopping her from handling it. “You just need to eat.”

He pulled her along to wash her hands as well. Hayden stood behind her at the sink, his arms wrapping around her protectively. As he washed her hands, she recounted the story

about Lena.

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“The car accident on the news is probably the same one,” he commented. “But it only mentioned the White family.”

“Aaron has always kept a low profile,” Keira replied, but as she turned her head, her words were cut off. Her lips brushed against his.

It was completely unintentional, yet somehow, it was a perfect hit.

Turns out, those accidental kisses in TV dramas weren’t entirely made up–they were possible.

though Hayden and Keira had settled into a comfortable, long–term rhythm as

But before she could pull away, his

Gentle and slow…

his touch altogether, afraid he’d lose control. She hadn’t

out of a romance novel, where a shy girl tentatively faced the advances of her crush–both yearning and

her patiently, until finally, he held her firmly and deepened the kiss, full of satisfaction.

heavily, he leaned his forehead against hers. His disheveled appearance made her laugh softly. “You’re only torturing yourself.”

endure it,” he replied before stealing one more kiss. Then he led her

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Chapter 913

the living room and opened the

Hayden fetched her coat.

warm.”

it was because of the pregnancy, but she hadn’t felt

winter, back when they were still living in her old, unrenovated house. Every night, she’d

was just the two of them, and

her face. “What are

year around this time,” Keira said, glancing outside. “The sky’s overcast. Do you think it’ll snow?”