A wedding night Love Affair With The Billionaire novel Chapter 60

Eliza naturally couldn't leave if Tanner wouldn't move.

But she had no idea what in the world he wanted! Catching a glimpse of the coffee pot, could it be that he wanted her to pour it for him?

As she poured the rich coffee out, its aroma filled the room.

With that, Eliza cupped the teacup and handed it to him.

"Give it a try?"

In truth, she was also curious how her first Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee tasted.

Quirking his eyebrow, Tanner took the teacup from her with the hand that fiddled her hair, not intending to let her go anytime soon.

As the coffee warmed his taste buds, Tanner was surprised; she could make a decent cup of coffee.

With a straight face, he slowly placed the cup down.

"How is it?"

Eliza asked nervously, her face filled with expectation and curiosity.

"It's alright. It's drinkable."

His bland response was a blow to Eliza, a little dejected.

What was there to be disappointed about? Tanner was not short of anything; he had plenty of people making good coffee for him. It made perfect sense for him to say that, no?

Tanner could tell she was dejected; he hadn't meant to crush her, but his words turned out like that.

"Disappointed? It's already high praise."

He wanted to comfort her, but when had the great Mr. Deleon ever comforted anyone? So his stiff tone didn't sound the slightest comforting.

Eliza adjusted her mood. He was right; the man right before her was Tanner Deleon, after all. It wasn't that she wasn't good, but he was too finicky!

"I'm getting a little sleepy."

After suffering a blow, she naturally didn't want to stay any longer.

She still sounded a little croaky when she spoke, making Tanner's heart ache.

"Okay, but one more thing."

Eliza was curious. "What is it?"

Quirking his lips, Tanner held her with one hand and pointed to his cheek with the other.

He wanted a kiss.

He couldn't be any more obvious with his demand, and Eliza's gaze at him turned a little disdainful. So this was what he had in mind from the very beginning!

He sat there liberally, taking in her judgemental gaze, making sure he got his kiss before letting her go.

She had to be the one to do it!

Committed, Eliza closed her eyes and inched toward him. It'd be a waste not to kiss such a perfect man. She wouldn't suffer any losses anyway!

However, she was moving slower than a slot, and Tanner couldn't stand it anymore, going in for the kiss himself.

Keeping her eyes closed, Eliza felt as if she had bumped into something soft, a little fleshy. This was his cheek? Tanner couldn't be this chubby.

But before she could open her eyes, Tanner invaded her lips! What the hell?! Wasn't it just his cheek?!

The taste of coffee still lingered in his mouth, his kiss, domineering yet gentle.

He was too gentle that night; she didn't want to push him away.

Eliza didn't resist, and Tanner didn't push his luck; the kiss remained tender and lingering.

As the kiss ended, Eliza came back to her senses only to discover she had wrapped her arms around Tanner's neck during their kiss. The two were barely an inch apart, and she could feel his warm breaths.

Just now, she had succumbed to her desires again…

"I am very pleased with your performance."

Tanner's voice was husky, and their breathing was erratic. Eliza thought she was becoming obsessed with his voice; her heart would tickle every time he heard him speak.

Cupping her cheek with one hand, Tanner planted a deep kiss on her forehead.

"Go on, go to bed."

She hadn't fully recovered; she still needed to rest.

Face flushed, brain lagging, Eliza nodded blankly before making her way to the bed.

Tanner watched her leave before turning his gaze over to the coffee on his desk, smiling. It was already turning cold, but the smile on his face got him looking…

Blissful.

……

It was still early when Eliza stirred, and perhaps she had slept too much the day before that she felt a little heavy-headed.

Just then, Tanner's voice came from the study.

"Bring all the papers over."

Papers? He was probably talking to Fran, wasn't he?

Amidst her dizziness, she could feel one side of the bed sink.

Tanner sat beside her, feeling her forehead, ensuring her fever had broken completely.

"Come on, rise and shine."

Tanner pinched her nose as he spoke, and when she opened her eyes, she seemed to have seen him mouthed…

Piglet?

With that, Eliza was instantly wide awake. However, seeing his grave look, he didn't look like the type to give people nicknames.

"Go and wash up."

There it was, his typical cold, commanding voice.

Eliza deprecated in her heart, "What did she say? Tanner's an alpha male; no way he'd do something cute like that."

Despite her heavy head, she still dragged her feet to the bathroom. After she was inside, he chuckled.

"Piglet."

……

They went downstairs for breakfast.

It was drizzling that day, and the air was mixed with the smell of mud. The weather was turning colder, so Eliza put on a cardigan.

Like the dinner the night before, Tanner dragged her into his arms, so she sat obediently in his lap. It had been a long time since she last had the mood to watch the weather; she hadn't drawn for a long time as well. She could feel the techniques she learned from Nicholas slipping from her fingers.

Since she was in a good mood, why not do some practice?

Eliza wasn't the only one in a good mood, Tanner as well. He already instructed Fran to bring all the work over. He'd stay home while Eliza recuperated in the next few days.