Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 172

Early in the morning, Megan woke to find Sullivan’s handsome face enlarged and close as he slept on the couch One hand was tucked under his head while the other dominantly rested on Megan’s waist, emanating warmth.

His shirt was in disarray, his black trousers intact, though the belt was removed.

Megan assessed her own state

She was relatively put together but her intuition told her something was amiss beneath, and indeed, buried in the couch crevice was a thin, sheer piece of black lace

Her cheeks burned.

Last night she and Sullivan had done it

Attempting to move without waking him proved futile when the hand at her waist tightened, pulling her back against him. Adults as they were, the intimacy of their proximity spoke volumes.

The atmosphere was charged.

Sullivan’s hand gently patted her waist, his voice deep and husky, “Stay still! Don’t make me lose control again, and don’t you cry about

Megan ceased struggling, comfortably nestling against him, waiting for the moment to pass.

Eventually Sullivan softly caressed her shoulder, his gaze intense, “About last night, should I take responsibility?”

of the evening

the specifics, but

best, sparing her

gracefully running her fingers through

truly a sight to

seldom allowed. This moming, he was content to

hand. His voice softened, “Why so quiet?”

bottle of whiskey on the coffee table, momentanly lost in thought, then softly said, “We’re adults. No need for

black lace and retreated to her room to change.

she began tidying the

brought her peace. Sullivan sat back, watching her, a teasing smile playing on his lips, “Letting go

“I was drunk,

delicate garment from the couch, pulling Megan close and teasing, “From our

try on

moistened at the memory of their brief happiness, of Sullivan’s wish to start over, and his commitment to being

snatched the lingerie, her voice low, “There won’t be a next time, Sullivan. For some experiences, once is enough for a lifetime.” Looking up slightly, she forced her tears back and said, “There was no point in you coming over and sleeping here! The problems between us wouldn’t go away just because of that. Nonetheless, I have to thank

his lap, understanding his desires and

kissed his chin messily.

her still, her lips trembling as she whispered, “Till take contraceptives, no need

I worry? I wore a condom last night!”