The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 606

Chapter 606

"Care to explain? What kind of 'interest' are we talking about here, hmm?"

Gwyneth's cheeks burned with embarrassment. Sandwiched in his arms like this, how was she supposed to answer? Her mind felt like it was short-circuiting.

Hawthorne glanced down at the small figure in his embrace, lips quirking in amusement. No wonder she could squeeze herself into that strange oversized plush costume.

"I just―"

Gwyneth's breath hitched as he tipped her chin up. Without warning, Hawthorne leaned in and pressed his lips to hers.

Her brain went utterly blank at the contact.

This was the second time he'd stolen a kiss without warning.

The first had been in the car-a fleeting brush while they waited for the light to change. Even though they'd spent several nights tangled together since, Gwyneth was pretty sure they hadn't kissed like this again.

Well, maybe he'd snuck a kiss while she was asleep and she'd never noticed.

waist, never breaking the kiss,

was coming next. Even if she'd never been on this ride

It

handsome face hovered over hers, and the subtle scent of cedar and spice from his cologne

finally let her lips go, only to trail kisses along her jaw, down her slender neck, and behind her ear where her skin was most sensitive. His warm breath

voice barely more than

brushed

slipped away, one layer at a time.

it again," he

to him, trembling like a leaf in an

traced her lips with his fingertips, pressing gently. "Good girl. Once

his touch, she slowly let herself follow his lead, he own longing

explored each other for nearly half an hour, the tension building until Hawthorne's

things were about to spiral out of

in Gwyneth's lower belly. A sinking

pain, the haze in her eyes replaced

asked, concern chasing away the last

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