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.

breaking the kiss, and maneuvered

coming next. Even if she'd never been on this ride before, she'd certainly seen it from the

It was

face hovered over hers, and the subtle scent of cedar

to trail kisses along her jaw, down her slender neck, and behind her ear where her skin was most sensitive. His warm breath sent

voice barely

stopping. His lips brushed her ear as

at a time. His deep, velvety voice

again," he

to him, trembling like a leaf in

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

by his touch, she slowly let

half an hour,

as things were about to spiral out

Gwyneth's lower belly. A

delicate brows drew together in pain, the haze in her eyes replaced by

chasing away the last

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