My Flirtacious Husband

Popping yet another couple of raisins into her mouth, Genevieve said, “When I was chatting with Cooper just now, he asked me what I wanted to eat and said that he’d order some takeout. I reckon it should arrive in a bit.”

Armand’s eyes narrowed when he heard that and appeared to be a little displeased.

At that moment, the doorbell rang.

“That must be the delivery.” Genevieve was about to set herself upright when she felt Armand’s hand on her shoulder. He motioned for her to remain seated and went to get the door himself.

Standing outside was the same receptionist who had brought up their takeout at noon.

The receptionist had both her hands full on either side of her. When she saw Armand at the door, she immediately presented the things she had to him. “I believe these must be yours, Mr—”

“I did not order these,” Armand cut her off curtly. “Just get rid of them.”

Stumped, the receptionist had no time at all to react as the door shut in her face.

Fishing out the delivery note from her own pocket, she reviewed the address several times and was quite positive that she did not get it wrong.

Armand’s rejection left her quite baffled.

room once more, Armand pulled Genevieve into his arms again, and while he did that, he made a call to Golden Restaurant to inquire about the menu for the day. He also took the time to follow up with Genevieve to

only conveyed her desire for a couple of dishes and desserts that she had

the movie wordlessly. While they seemed extremely intimate huddled together the way they were, they were as emotionally disengaged as strangers

from Golden Restaurant arrived, it was

into the dining room and watched while she ate. As a result, she got so spooked by a terrifying scene that

later? It’s not as though the movie is going to get away

dining table, he retrieved some napkins to help Genevieve clean the cake off her clothes, some of which had landed close to the collar of the casual

even more buttery consistency

to his proximity, Armand was able to pick up on the scent of that icing, as well as the subtle fragrance

there were also some traces of cream left on the corner of Genevieve’s lips. Finding that devastatingly tantalizing, he leaned in to lap that off with his unfurled tongue before he

kind, Genevieve

her back, he attempted to pull her even closer to deepen that kiss, only to find

akin to being brought back to his senses with a douse of cold water from above, and a surge of irascibility and exasperation roused within him as he

hit the showers. The housekeeper will come by tomorrow to get the dining table cleared up in the morning,” he

napkin onto the table before she strolled off to the bedroom with

had been scrunched