My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2817

Tildas laugh was soft, edged with skepticism.

Right.

Sure, Lyndon.

He chuckled softly, a glimmer of mischief dancing in his eyes.

You dont believe me? She placed the glass on the table, brushing off the conversation as she stood to leave.

I need to head to the set.

But before she could step away, he caught her hand gently.

Its lunch break.

Stay a bit longer. Rest.

she replied, trying to pull her

he didnt let her go so

nap, he murmured, his tone somewhere between

you want to

join you? Tilda shot him a look

Stop playing games.

a small laugh, his hand on her back as he guided her

argument, he pulled her close and shut the

clear, and Tilda knew how stubborn he could

in

lip and gave him a warning

even think about tearing my

smirked, hands braced on either side of her as he leaned

are you

take a nap with

felt her cheeks warm, a brief flash

managed to twist things, making her feel like she was the eager one. You suggested this nap, remember? she reminded him, trying