Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 656

Hearing her 'compliment', Patrick's thin lips could not help but curled up at the corners. A sigh of relief heaved in his heart, and he said, "Of course. There are still so many things for you to learn from me."

Amelia nodded, her eyes as calm as the surface of a peaceful, undisturbed lake. "Well, I'll definitely take notes from your expansive experience."

She then wriggled her wrist around, wanting to pull her hand free of his grasp.

However, Patrick held onto her tightly. "Where were we?" asked Patrick, with a tease in his voice.

Amelia pursed her lips and kept silent. He had asked her whether she cared if one of the ladies at the nightclub had kept him company last night.

A few moments ago, she was eager to answer him that yes, she did care about it!

But at this moment, because of the intervention from the call, she lost the interest and enthusiasm to reply to him.

"I... I forgot..." said Amelia perfunctorily.

He then drawled sluggishly, "Oh, you forgot? It doesn't matter. I have the whole night to help you recall."

Before she could react, her body became weightless in a split second, and her feet were off the ground...

She then looked down only to find Patrick holding her up by her waist. His long, slender arm wrapped around her abdomen, trapping and locking her in his embrace above her hip bones.

Patrick took a step forward and made way for her open bedroom.

"Hold on!" Amelia tightened her grip on the crane of his neck, slight anxiety dazzling in her bright eyes.

Patrick frowned. He had always scowled on instinct whenever he heard Amelia say 'wait' or 'hold on' because it signified Amelia's refusal to him!

But fortunately, Amelia's next sentence was still acceptable for Patrick. "Can we go to your room?"

Patrick raised his head and looked at the secondary bedroom. It was just two steps away, but still, she insisted on going to his master bedroom. "It's too far, so no."

With that, he carried the beauty in his arms and entered the secondary bedroom.

Of course, Amelia would not let him have his way!

She hooked his neck with one hand and tugged hard at his necktie with the other...

For a moment, Patrick began to wonder if Amelia wanted to strangle him.

When he focused his eyes on her face again, she tactfully lowered her hand and whined affectionately, "To tell you the truth, I've started to miss the smell of your bed after sleeping in the secondary bedroom these days..."

Patrick's eyes seemed to have morphed into two heated and erupting volcanoes at her words...

Did he hear wrongly? She was actually flirting with him!

To make sure she stuck to her plan, Amelia had no choice but to continue whining, "Mr. Hopper, can we?"

"'Mr. Hopper, can we?'

Patrick raised his eyebrow and said in dual-meaning, "Of course, we can!"

As she wished, he then carried her to his room and put her down gently onto the bed.

He stood by the edge of the bed and looked down at her. "I'll feel better if you're more initiative tonight."

And as long as he was happy, she would naturally share the benefits from it too.

Amelia knew exactly what he meant, so she got up and sat on her knees on the comfy bed...

Her head was only at the level up to his chest, but it did not matter. She still had her hands, didn't she?

She raised one of her hands and put it on his collar line. Then, Amelia began to undo his black tie slowly and undulatingly.