Housewife Gone Wild

By half past nine, the sun was blazing, so we decided to pack it up. Nathan glanced at my sweat–soaked T–shirt, and his gaze grew a little more intense.

I was a bit embarrassed because I was just too much for anyone to handle. Nathan spaced out a few times while we were playing.

But Nathan was a real gentleman. Even though he could see my body, all he did was blush, nothing more.

“You’re all sweaty. Did you bring a change of clothes?” Nathan asked. “I was thinking we could grab breakfast.”

I shook my head. “Nope, didn’t bring any. How about we just eat downstairs at my place? I’ll go up and take a quick shower first.”

Nathan nodded. “Perfect. I brought a change, too. Mind if I shower at your place?”

My heart was racing like crazy. “Sure,” I said, nodding. Nathan’s face turned red again.

By the time we got back to my place, it was already past ten. I had Nathan pick up some

breakfast to go, and we ate together at home.

Once we got inside, I went for a shower and let Nathan use the guest bathroom.

I slipped into a fitted long dress and walked out, while Nathan was still in the shower. The

sound of the running water was driving me a little crazy.

But I couldn’t let myself come off as too thirsty. The push and pull of flirting in the beginning was what really decided who would have the upper hand later.

silly. I already crashed and burned from being too forward before. If I didn’t learn my lesson,

was making the coffee, but in the quiet living room,

in the bathroom.

brushing right at my heartstrings, teasing me

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Chapter 275

was about to dig into breakfast, the doorbell rang. I had no idea who could

hurried to the door and checked the security camera. To my surprise, it was Ryan, standing there with a bunch of bags in his hands. I slapped my forehead. I forgot he lived in

complex, too.

something about me coming over to visit his new place. The doorbell kept ringing, but

then, my phone rang. I glanced at the screen. Sure enough, it was

looked up at the camera with a pitiful expression. “Victoria, you’re

Ryan really was pretty sharp. Left with no choice, I opened

over some fruit and gifts,” Ryan said, handing me all

wants me to show her some Rubik’s cube

through Jared’s texts. Sure enough, about ten minutes ago, he’d said he was bringing

Ryan a look. “How did you know Yvonne was coming? Do you guys have

numbers?”

“Nope, but she swiped my business card from my office yesterday

expect Yvonne and Ryan to get along so