Chapter 807 Your Cheeks Have Turned Red

Deirdre thought of Kyran. Those moments used to be so sweet...

And now she felt an equal amount of dejection.

She nodded as she pushed back against the tide of emotions. "If you don't mind, fine."

Deirdre fell asleep shortly after that. Imagine her surprise when she found herself still cuddling with him-she had used Brendan's arm as her pillow since last night, and she had not changed her position at all.

Reeling from her shock, she quickly sat up.

Brendan massaged his numbing arm. "Oh, you're up?" "Aren't you supposed to go to work?" she blabbered.

Her pregnancy had made her lethargic as of late. By this point, it was already 8:00 or 9:00 a.m. On the other hand, Brendan was an early riser-he would wake up at 6:00 a.m. and go to work at 7:00 a.m. sharp. So why was he still here?

"I'm injured." Brendan's eyes were transfixed on Deirdre. They would not leave her. "As such, I'm staying at home to recuperate. I'll only go back there once I’m healed up.”

groggily and climbed down from the bed. Brendan sat up, and then he

"What is it?"

arm. "My injured right arm hurts, while my left arm, after being used by a certain someone, has been rendered unavailable for the

"certain someone" was must

don't get dressed at

eyebrow. "And let Mrs. Engel see me top-naked? Let her admire all the marks you've left

flustered. "What marks, Brendan? You tell

could not see! "Ha ha, very funny. I don’t leave marks or any

Mrs. Engel be

hand coming into contact with his muscular, toned muscles several times. She could sense an almost burning heat emanating from it or the force each of his muscle cells seemed to

to intimate

felt very self-conscious. She hung her head low as

are

her visage as he observed her, and his eyes grew bright with joy.

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