Feel the Way You Feel My Love Novel

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 655

Shane’s eyes flashed with excitement at the new offer.

Well, I can’t be too unreasonable.

With a grunt, he hung up.

Natalie knew him well enough to know that he had agreed. With a chuckle, she turned her attention back to Joyce. “I’m sacrificing so much for you, Joyce. When we go back, you’re going to work extra hard for me.”

At those words, Natalie turned off the light and with an almighty yawn, shut her eyes and drifted off to sleep almost immediately.

It had been a long day for her, after the jet lag and the night of drinking. Her head began to feel heavy for wanting to get some sleep.

The following day, Joyce woke up feeling rejuvenated. She was dumbfounded at the sight of Natalie sleeping next to her.

“Nat, why are you in my bed?” Joyce gave Natalie a shove.

“What’s going on?” Natalie mumbled as she opened her bleary eyes.

“You tell me! Why are you in my bed?” Joyce persisted.

her head as she struggled to sit upright. “You have the nerve to ask me that!” she replied in a huff. “You were so

strained to recall the events of the night before through the haze of champagne and

if you’re still feeling dizzy,” she suggested. “You had a lot to drink last night.

Joyce alone in her room, who

cautiously and tiptoed toward the bed as she did not

off but he was nowhere to

go?” Natalie muttered

was about to search for him, a pair of arms shot out and wrapped tightly around her waist, rendering her

distinctly aware of the heartbeat against her back and

back.” came Shane’s low voice from above her

stuck her tongue out at him in response to his

answer but spun her around to face him. After gazing at her for some moments,

eyes widened in horror. “I have not brushed my teeth!” she protested as she shoved him away

not respond to that either but kissed her with

forceful than the first time, as though it carried a hint of

clear to Natalie that

her breaking her

that realization. Instead, she wrapped her arms around

not mind her stale morning breath,

appetite evolved beyond kissing. With a powerful heave,