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.

would ask her to fetch something.

11 in the evening. Finally, he had time to tease

was a pervert, as he

there was

are you?

door was

widened her eyes and whispered, "What do

the covers, kicked her slippers under the bed, and

and asked,

It's been

sat down. She was in the mood for a heart-to-heart with her son, 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 covers.

Orlena crawled out of the covers, her eyes filled with tears.

carefully. After a while, he asked softly, "Do you like it

blushed. What did he even

midnight snack with her that

pinched her face, "Should I wake up mother to make her daughter-in-law

much, so she jumped on

she was still hugging his neck and complaining about being hungry. Brett kissed her, "I've

cook?" She asked innocently, hugging

left. He didn't expect

was surprised to see him. Brett lit a cigarette, opened the fridge and said, "I'm still hungry. I was thinking of making

him, "You're not young anymore. You need to watch your diet, especially at night. How are you going to find a wife if you don't take care of

bowl and added some cilantro. She heard that girls these

took the pasta and left. On his way, he couldn't help but laugh. He didn't eat cilantro, but his mother had added it.

...

of dating are

had not been exposed yet. Brett planned to stay here with her until Thanksgiving, then take her back to

the house for a few days and wanted to go out and buy Thanksgiving gifts for

Donny accompanied her while she shopped, while he stayed in the car to review some

workmate, Melisa,

her own

local restaurant. She knew Brett was destined

with him.

over, tapping lightly on the

the car.

thought I recognized that car from a mile away. Didn't actually expect it

girl, red-faced and out of breath, came running

rather pretty. Melisa had a son of

keep his private life separate from his professional one, esponded with a nonchalant smile,

"

this made Orlena's chest

material in

Her feelings

all

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 official. If things

private man. But Orlena seemed to have read his

as they lay in bed, she nestled into his chest,

Can you not send me back to

looked down

around his neck, continued, "I like

had the

over a year now, but they had actually spent very few days together.

skin beneath his touch. She couldn't tell if it was just her imagination, but tonight, he seemed a bit more aggressive than usual. Afterwards, she lay languidly against