Chapter 102 I Will Drive Them There
Crystal blushed hotly. “I don’t love you!” She moved to put away the leftovers on the dining table.
Unexpectedly, Henry took off his tie and rolled up his sleeves.
“There’s
no need to put them away. I’ll finish everything.”
He was unbelievably agreeable that night. Crystal voluntarily fried a few chicken wings and some snacks for him. She even took out a bottle of red wine and opened it.
It was rare for Henry to eat such things. Surprisingly, he found them passable.
He took a sip of red wine. Brushing the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth gently to stimulate his taste buds, he savored the mellow tang of it.
When it came to physical intimacy, Crystal was fairly proactive.
She hugged him from behind, leaned forward, and kissed him. The kiss lasted for a long time, Finally, Henry snapped and pulled her onto his lap, spilling half a glass of red wine onto the floor.
Yet, neither of them were bothered about it.
Crystal had never known she had such a side to her that she would boldly make out with a man in the dining room. When Henry sought her consent with eyes blazing with desire, she grew somewhat hesitant.
Henry coaxed tenderly, “No one else is here. It’s normal to do it once in the living room.”
Crystal’s face burned, and her heart pounded wildly.
She felt that she had fallen.
“Can I, Crystal?” Henry continued to call out to her softly.
Crystal rested against his shoulder, then wrapped her long and slender arms around his waist.
After the fact, she felt that she had indulged herself too much. That was doubly true when she found herself sore upon waking in the morning.
On the head of the bed lay a white rose.
She knew that Henry must have picked it during his morning run, for there was still dew on it.
Delight flooded her.
She had only dated twice. Her time with Robert was bland, with the most they shared being a light kiss. But after getting together with Henry, she tasted passionate love and desire.
She brushed her fingers across the snow–white pillow gently. Which woman wouldn’t be lost in a lover like him? Despite knowing that it was not good, she still did not want to change.
She stayed in bed for a while longer before she got up to wash up and tidy the house.
The dining room was sparkling clean, but clothes lay scattered on the couch in the living room. She reckoned that the man had left them on purpose.
She picked every piece of clothing up.
At noon, she texted Henry to remind him about Joshua’s concert that night.
Madison?
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