Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 125

Chapter 125 Three Things a Qualified Husband Must Do

He held me tight, his chin rubbing against my hair, and his hand sneaking into my pajamas like he owned the place.

When he cupped my breast, I shivered, and all my tough-girl act crumbled.

"Why you shaking? You cold?" he asked, all smug, his lips right by my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

"In this weather? If I ain't cold, what else would I be?" I snapped back.

Ethan chuckled, straightened my shoulders, propped his head up with one hand, and gave me that deep, amused look of his.

"Babe, if you're cold, that's on me."

Before I could even roll my eyes, he kept going.

"As a top-notch husband, there are three things I gotta do right now."

"What three things?" I asked, curious despite myself.

Ethan's hand wandered over my body, a wicked grin on his face.

"First, I gotta warm you up with my body. Second, I gotta warm your heart with sweet talk. And last, we gotta do some exercise to get you feeling warm and fuzzy inside and out."

He was just looking for an excuse to be a rogue, but he made it sound like some noble mission. Classic Ethan!

"I'm not cold anymore."

I tried to move away, but he grabbed my waist and flipped me over, pinning me beneath him.

"Exercise ain't just for when you're cold. Gotta stay fit, you know?"

I was both laughing and annoyed.

When his tongue slipped in, I tasted a hint of booze.

"You've been drinking?" I pushed him away.

I'd been keeping an eye on him all evening, and he couldn't have had a drink unless he snuck one while I was in the restroom.

He leaned in to kiss me again, but I pressed my hands against his chest, staring him down.

He smiled, a bit sheepish. "Just a little. My buddy got engaged, and it would've been rude not to drink at all."

"What's rude about it? Oliver knows your situation. Don't blame others for your choices," I said, irritated.

His fingers gently stroked my cheek, his gaze softening, and his Adam's apple bobbed a few times. In a low, sexy voice, he said, "Babe, when you care about me, it feels so warm. Being cared for feels really good." My heart ached, like a knife had gone through it.

I said, "I care about you, but I can't watch you 24/7. Your body's yours, so you gotta take care of it. Replacing parts is tough, expensive, and they're often out of stock. Sometimes, even money can't help."

He laughed at my words, the warm bedside lamp casting a deep, charming light over him as he leaned in suggestively.

"My parts are fine, performing well, and always ready for inspection."

He always had a knack for steering the convo towards sex. Gotta give him props for that!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

made some desserts. Want some?" Faye called from

cover; Faye just didn't want me to have a good

to get off me to open the

around his neck and kissed

are you guys asleep?" Faye

passionately, not letting him leave, not

up, and he finally kissed me back,

around on the big bed, tangled

was relentless; the more we ignored her, the harder she knocked,

was both thrilling and

bed early,"

Finally, the knocking stopped.

the fridge. You can have it for breakfast tomorrow," Faye said, sounding all

footsteps faded

and Ethan had set her up with some courses at an art institute before

to stay on campus. Of course, Ethan had arranged everything and even had Ivan drive her

villa, giving her

me feel sick. But I figured, since she was finally leaving,

with either. She was polite on the surface, but when Ethan wasn't looking, she whispered provocatively to me, "I'll be back."

left, I cleaned the villa top to bottom, erasing all traces of her

only thing that couldn't be restored

of Scruffy still made me a bit resentful, but resentment

I collapsed on the sofa, exhausted. Suddenly, the phone rang.

was up, so I immediately thought

"Sophie."

going to court this afternoon. I want to take Abby to let Richard see her, but I'm a

why Ethan hadn't mentioned Richard's case going to

I immediately called

spare battery so it couldn't be out of power. Why

Richard's case, so he had no reason not to go to

didn't waste any time, quickly changed clothes, and

As

was all packed

I

was no joke; she had to bring a big bag everywhere. Bottles, formula, diapers, change of clothes-you name

tried calling Ethan again, but his phone

do, Emily? I'm so nervous," Sophie said, looking

stress. Abby is Richard's daughter; he'll love her. And for the case, there's a lot of people working hard on

a small car suddenly screeched to a stop in front of us, sending a gust of wind our way. Sophie, holding

rocking a black trench coat, unbuttoned, and casually closed the car door with one hand while

He looked at me, smiled, and sauntered over with the cigarette still

Sophie's timid voice beside me

She actually knew Faris.

front of us, looking down at Abby in Sophie's arms for a moment

for a

black car

it as

and Linda got out,

and it seemed they already knew about

on me with a judgmental

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