A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 799

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 799

“Oh? Bored? Then let’s do something fun, hmm?” Finnick whispered huskily before nibbling on her earlobe.

Vivian’s body trembled slightly from his tantalizing actions, but she remembered that they were currently out in the open and not in their room.

Hence, rationality prompted her to push him away, but of course, Finnick remained undeterred.

The air grew thick with sexual tension and things started to escalate between them, but when an innocent voice reached their ears, the spell was broken.

“Mommy, Daddy, are you going to give me a little brother?” Larry just came home from school and heard the housemaid say that his parents were here. Hence, he came looking for them.

What greeted him was the sight of his parents being intimate with each other. His curiosity was piqued and he couldn’t help but wonder if they were about to give him a little brother or little sister.

The boy deemed that there was no other reasonable explanation besides this.

When Larry’s innocent voice broke through the haze of desire cloaking him and Vivian, there was a split second where Finnick had the impulse to throw him out of the house.

However, reason told him that this was his son and he couldn’t do that. In the end, he sighed in defeat.

Just as the three of them were caught in an awkward moment, they heard the housemaid’s footsteps approaching along with the sound of the phone ringing.

“Mr. and Mrs. Norton,” she addressed them both, then directed her next words at Finnick, “It’s your grandfather, sir.” After informing him about the caller, she spun on her heels and left, giving them privacy.

Vivian was pleased with the housemaid’s polite manners and felt that her decision in choosing her was the right one.

She gave herself a mental pat on the back for being a good judge of character.

Suddenly recalling that it was her grandfather-in-law on the line, she turned her attention to Finnick, trying to make sense of their conversation.

However, the call was ended before she could make head or tail.

Vivian studied Finnick’s expression, trying to figure out his thoughts.

Regrettably, he was impossible to interpret most of the time. Hence, Vivian couldn’t tell what was running through his mind and finally gave up.

“What’s wrong?” She thought she might as well ask him directly.

“Grandpa wants us to go home for a meal.”