Housewife Gone Wild

Loose 453

Chapter 453

Chapter 453

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I was wearing a light, flowy loungewear set that had a bit of a traditional vibe. The neckline dipped a little, and it was tied. at the waist with a soft sash, all in a warm pink shade.

I nodded. “After a long day at work, I just wanted to feel fresh and comfortable. Makeup can be a bit much sometimes.”

Ryan’s ears turned a little red. “You look beautiful without makeup. There’s something kind of cool and elegant about

you.”

“And what about when I wear makeup?” I asked with a smile.

“Like a… a siren,” Ryan said, then quickly corrected himself. “No, I mean, you look very elegant.”

I looked at him, kind of speechless but smiling. “Those two vibes are total polar opposites. How can you even put them together?”

Ryan realized it too and laughed. “But with you, it just works. When you’re not smiling, you’re all grace and poise. But when you do smile, you’re so alluring.”

“Alright, thanks for the compliment,” I said with a grin, steering the conversation away. “So, why’d you bring this bread again?”

“You said you liked it before,” Ryan said, handing me one.

took a bite–yep, same as last time. Milky, fluffy, and just melts in your mouth.

and a handsome guy

were sitting at the table, eating, when Ryan suddenly asked,

my grip on my fork. “I haven’t told him yet. He’s gonna come to Shaville once he

where are you gonna meet him?” Ryan’s eyes suddenly looked

he was thinking. “Ryan, maybe my morals aren’t the highest, but since

looked at me, his dark

“Uncle Ryan always comes off as so dominant and forceful, but you’re so warm and gentle. It’s hard to believe you’re

picking up some food, pulling his fork back to his plate. He lowered his

a sip of water when I heard that, and

skipped a beat. His eyes held a secret,

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emotions and flashed me a smile. “Gotcha.

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buy it,” I said, sipping my water and eyeing his handsome face over the rim. “Or are

now?”

an innocent look. “What am

cutting off that flirty, irresistible vibe he was giving me. “Don’t call me that. I’m

jealous. “Who

and showed him the messages–all these cute guys texting me

in anger, his lips pressed into a tight line. “Why are you

second phone. From now on, this work phone stays strictly business. I only added

for work.”