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.

made the first move again, I’d want to slap myself silly. I already crashed and burned from being too

was making the coffee, but in the quiet living

in the bathroom.

right at my heartstrings, teasing me nonstop.

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Chapter 275

to dig into breakfast, the doorbell rang. I

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.

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

glanced at the screen. Sure enough,

that moment, Ryan pressed his ear to the door, then looked up at the camera with a pitiful expression. “Victoria, you’re home, aren’t

I tapped my forehead in exasperation. Ryan really was pretty sharp. Left with no choice, I opened the

Ryan said, handing me all

wants me

surprise, pulling out my phone and scrolling through Jared’s texts.

you know

numbers?”

his head. “Nope, but she swiped my business card from my

didn’t expect Yvonne and Ryan to