Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 114

Sullivan twirled a strand of her hair around his finger, his voice languid and seductive in the velvet night, “That little bit of cash you’ve got, did you scrape it together fiddling at Timothy’s hotel? A few hundred or a few grand? Won’t even buy you a decent cup of espresso.”

Megan lay against his shoulder, silent. Perhaps her money meant nothing in his eyes.

But to Megan, it was every ounce of her courage. Even though she had returned, she’d do her best to stand on her own two feet. She didn’t want to live under Sullivan’s shadow and didn’t want to accept a check from his hand after they’d been intimate.

She said nothing, but Sullivan knew it all.

He wrapped his arms around her to pull her into his embrace. His large palm enveloped hers.

And like that, he held her for a long time.

Megan squirmed slightly and muttered, “Sullivan, I need to take a shower.”

But Sullivan caught her hand, fingers intertwining with hers. His forehead pressed against hers, his prominent nose grazing against her skin in a slow, intimate dance, too provocative for words.

Megan couldn’t take it.

She tilted her head back slightly, “Sullivan, stop it!”

don’t like it? But your body

mature man, and he knew instantly that her monthly cycle had ended. She had lied

fire. She was terrified

Cora overheard

fingers parting the thin fabric of her clothes, soothing her with tenderness and patience he

he pressed it

Megan bit down on his shoulder, letting out a muffled cry, and she

turned her face towards him and kissed her softly, comforting her. His gentleness in that moment could

up. Her legs were still shaking, and it took

bath, she

if he really wanted her, he’d ask her to keep quiet. He had strong desires, and without releasing them, he

to the bedroom, Sullivan leaned against the headboard and

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and Megan’s cheeks warmed as she realized he must have taken care of himself. She lay down

at her and asked, “How long are you planning