Tangled Temptations

Chapter 325

When she woke up, it was already evening. The autumn sunset, pouring through the picture window, draped a golden haze over the person on the bed.

Brett had been up for a while, watching her wake. He leaned in to kiss her and gently said, "Sleep a little longer. I'll wake you for dinner."

As he spoke, he got up and dressed.

He was a man with a ton of responsibilities, Donny had been waiting for him in the study for half a day, but he couldn't bear to leave her alone, fearing she would be upset when she woke.

He cherished his girl. Even if he couldn't always be there for her, he did his best to take care of her.

Orlena was a bit shy. She pulled up the blanket, propped up against the pillows and watched him.

After Brett got dressed, he bent down to kiss her and gave a soft laugh.

Brett left, and she didn't dare to fall asleep again. She went to check on Eloise, then spent some time chatting with Tracey. Tracey was an understanding old woman who didn't blame her for anything and, with few girls in the Noland family, she became quite a novelty.

In the evening, when Brett returned from his errands, he found his girl helping his mother pick green beans.

Tracey was still muttering, "These are homegrown, no pesticides."

He pushed away the vines overhead and walked over, teasing, "Mother, you treasure these organic bits so much, hardly ever letting others have a taste."

Tracey scoffed. She addressed his girl, "Don't listen to Brett's nonsense. If he were decent enough to bring his Olga home, I'd dig up everything in the garden for him."

"Olga?" Orlena was clearly taken aback.

So Tracey recounted the drunken dream in a casual manner.

Orlena figured it out and blushed. Brett just watched her, his expression a mix of amusement and seriousness, making her more uncomfortable. But she felt sweet inside, realizing that Brett would call her name when he was drunk.

The sky grew darker.

Tracey took it upon herself to cook dinner, with Orlena by her side, while Brett, who usually stayed away from the kitchen, even lingered inside.

After dinner, they walked back to the room.

At the door, Brett led her into his bedroom. Brett's bedroom was spacious with a hint of sophistication, including an antique study and a coffee area by the window.

Orlena was taken aback.

Brett teased her, "Stunned?"

She replied shyly, "I never imagined that my boyfriend's room would be like this..."

Her words were very diplomatic. Actually, she thought he was old-fashioned and old.

Brett could read between the lines. He laughed and made her a cup of coffee, then casually asked, "Shall we continue tonight?"

Orlena was instantly flustered.

He was insatiable!

She was younger and knew how to back down. She went behind him, hugged him and called his name sweetly. Brett held her hand and drank his coffee.

In truth, he was swamped with work. He had barely had a break in the afternoon

and he certainly had no time for fooling around now.

Orlena didn't complain. While he worked in his study, she quietly kept him company.

something. His girl would happily run errands

Finally, he

pervert, as he said they wouldn't

heated, there was

yet, are you? I brought you some midnight

door was already

Orlena widened her eyes and whispered,

her slippers under the bed, and sat down, pretending

and asked, "Are you

"Yeah! It's been a long

much to Orlena's dismay. She was suffocating under the covers, but couldn't move because Brett was holding her head with his leg and petting her under the

the door closed, Orlena crawled out of the covers,

pulled her out and held her, examining her carefully. After a while, he

What did he

midnight snack with

finished the bowl, she was still hungry and wanted more. Brett pinched her face, "Should I wake up

was too much, so she jumped on him and hit

his neck and complaining about being hungry. Brett kissed her, "I've never

cook?" She

on his shoes and left. He didn't expect to run into his mother in

mother was surprised to see him. Brett lit a cigarette, opened the fridge and

"You're not young anymore. You need to watch your

Tracey filled a small bowl and added

he couldn't help but laugh. He didn't eat cilantro, but his mother had added it.

...

of dating are always

been exposed yet. Brett planned to stay here with her until Thanksgiving, then take her back to Peterborough. As for the

to go out and buy Thanksgiving gifts for Eloise and Tracey. She had heard that the

she shopped, while he stayed in the car

workmate,

with her

Brett was destined for great things, much greater than herself and she was

with him.

sauntered over, tapping lightly on the window. Brett, obliging,

the car.

greeted him with a warm smile, "I thought I recognized that car from a mile away. Didn't

about to respond, a young girl, red-faced and out of breath, came running over with several shopping bags, calling him by

but take a second look. The young girl was rather pretty. Melisa had a son of

his professional one, esponded

"

reason, this made Orlena's chest

in his

Her feelings

written all

her, but his mind was already whirring. Perhaps it was best to first take her back to Peterborough. Given his standing, he couldn't exactly flaunt their relationship before making it

But Orlena seemed to have

in bed, she nestled into his

you not send me back

down at

her arms around his neck, continued, "I

the

now, but they

beneath his touch. She couldn't tell if it was just her imagination, but