Not One, But Two!

Chapter 149

Chapter 149

"Greg Buckley, are you not afraid that I'll cling to you when you've come into my life?" Abigail asked, a little choked up.

Greg smiled at that and said assertively, "Not at all. I'm more than happy to have you cling to me forever."

Was there anything more touching than romantic sweet nothings?

She kissed Greg's lips, and a session of pas de deux began.

After things ended, Abigail thought she was close to falling apart.

Jesus, Buckley's seriously a monster in bed!

She then supported her sore waist, trying to get up for a shower, but she fell back onto the bed to her dismay, well spent. Fortunately, Greg caught her in time.

"Sweetheart, I know I'm a beast in bed. You don't have to tell me so subtly."

"F*ck off!"

Oh, how she wanted to kick this shameless man in the butt.

Chuckling, Greg carried her in his arms and took her to the bathroom.

Abigail resisted at first, but she was utterly worn out. She could barely lift her arms.

Seeing her like this, Greg felt bad. "I really didn't want to torture you like this, but you're a deadly drug, you know? My sanity dissolves into nothing as soon as I touch you."

"Stop with your bullsh*t and help me wash up."

Hmph, as if I want to listen to your cajolery. However, Abigail's lips still curved up slightly.

Meanwhile, Greg tried his best not to get turned on again, but her soft curves and smooth skin got him on the verge of exploding.

At last, after he was done showering Abigail, he immediately carried her out.

"Take a nap first. I'm going to take a shower."

He went straight back in for a cold shower.

Worn out, Abigail fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

By the time Greg came out of the bathroom, Abigail had fallen dead asleep with the phone flashing aside. Someone seemed to be calling.

He took the phone away in two shakes, for fear that it would bother her slumber.

His hair was still dripping wet, and he looked super hot with how the water droplets dripped down from his hair.

He walked out with the phone.

Philip was calling.

Greg checked the time to find that it had passed dinnertime. No wonder someone got anxious.

With a cold snort, he slid the screen to answer the call.

Philip's voice boomed instantly on the other end of the line, carrying a hint of rage. "Abigail Kain, what the heck are you doing? Look at the time. Why are you still not back? Didn't you say Mr. Buckley's coming? Are you screwing with me again?"

to have a lot of pent-up frustrations, Mr. Kain. Would you like me to refer

he heard Greg.

who he was calling. Huh?

Then, it hit him.

disturb you, Mr.

I was sleeping. You woke me up," Greg said lazily, a hint

that. "In that case, you continue your sleep, Mr. Buckley. But

We'll see after I wake

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

the call with

supposed to go there so that Abigail

realized a problem. It was already past dinnertime, and Abigail

up. He shouldn't have taken

and a man with a scar on

I do for you, Mr.

something so my

asked, "Your

You have a problem

leading Jeb to look down immediately. "No, Sir.

Greg returned to the bed, then spooned Abigail as

Kain Residence, Philip didn't dare ignore Greg's words and announce they

Philip didn't come back in after making the call, Sasha went over to him. "What did Abigail say? Is Mr. Buckley still

But he's sleeping, and he doesn't want us to bother him." Philip

furrow at the news. "Sleep? At this hour? Abigail isn't screwing with

my call. Are

was clearly in a

to start the dinner? Don't tell me we're just gonna sit

the three of them in the Kain Residence that night. Jonathan had come

rushed over without a second thought as soon as he heard Abigail was returning home. But after waiting over an hour, there was still no sign of her. So, he couldn't

long face, Sasha knew she had to

his uncle hasn't arrived yet? What are you gonna do if Mr. Buckley shows up mid-meal? Just wait. It's not like anybody's going to starve to

nodded at that, thinking what

restless as well when she noticed Philip still hadn't announced they could start the dinner after

rush. Jonathan, are you hungry?" Philip beamed at

he care about being

replied with a polite

gritted her

didn't Dad announce

still hasn't

That d*mned woman!

had learned to use

How absolutely obnoxious!

kept looking out the front door, making

with me to my room for a while?"

slightly in response and refused, "No, thanks. I'll just sit here. I

couldn't ask Emma why Abigail still hadn't come home, but his indifference and

it got Emma

But all you

hint of indignation flashed in Emma's

my room. Since she's coming back later, I should go and

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