Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down novel Chapter 18

Winona felt uptight as Matt looked ready to pounce on her. “Matt, my down there still hurts a great deal. I really need to get some rest tonight or I won’t be able to get out of bed for work tomorrow morning.”

Winona had known Matt well enough to know that he actually cared about her a lot despite how much he liked to squabble with her. As long as she cajoled him with the right technique at the right time, he would never force her into doing things she did not want to. Winona found it kinda adorable.

Just like what she had expected, Matt snorted icily, “Stop moving around or I’ll make you regret it in an instant!” Despite his harsh tone, he tightened his arms around her body affectionately.

Winona snuggled in his arms and reached for his waist. The moment her hands came into contact with his skin, he stiffened.

Like a kitten, she nuzzled her head against his chest and spoke softly, “Matt, I’ll try my best to be a good wife. You can be sure about that.”

Before meeting Matt, Winona had never truly cared about anyone before. But now, she would try her best to care about Matt and fall in love with him. After going through so much in her life, Winona had learned to count her blessings. All she yearned for was a peaceful life in which she had enough time and the ability to take good care of Aileen. It was unwise to expect too much from a man as successful as Matt because she knew she would just end up feeling disappointed.

Matt furrowed his brows slightly in the darkness. In reality, what he wanted Winona to be was more than a dedicated wife. After loving and protecting her for years, he wished to see her falling head over heels with him one day. Yet, he understood that he had been too impatient lately, and he had overlooked the fact that it took time for a relationship to develop. In the end, he relented, “Well, let’s hit the sack then.”

Winona obediently shut her eyes and soon fell soundly asleep. Listening to her even breathing, Matt opened his eyes and hovered his fingers over the contours of her facial features. He inched closer to her and whispered in her ears, “I’ll make you ask for it one day.”

He was determined to be the only man in Winona’s life.

Matt had always been a light sleeper. He had probably developed the habit when he was staying at the military camp. Even the slightest noise in his surroundings could wake him up and make him stay alert.

Just as Winona wanted to get out of bed, Matt, who sensed her movement, sat bolt upright immediately. He put an arm over her chest and confronted her, “Where are you going?”

Winona was intrigued by his reaction. “Does he think I’m trying to run away from him? This mansion, even the entire Bolwich, is filled with people working for him. There’s no way I can escape him.”

“I’m heading to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for us.”

Matt quickly realized he was overreacting. He relaxed the tension in his body and asked calmly, “Why don’t you just let the maids do it?”

She flashed him a mischievous grin. “Are you worried that the chore might tire me out?”

Beguiled by her smile, a jolt of electricity coursed through Matt’s body. A strong desire to make love to her occupied his mind and gave him a hard-on. Suddenly, he dived at her and pressed her body down with his weight. Winona could feel his warm breath caressing her cheeks.

“For me, you just need to serve me well and make sure I’m satisfied to be a perfect wife,” he muttered.

Winona glared at him. “Matt, can’t you just give me a break?”

Smiling wickedly, he tickled her ears with his breath and whispered, “I can’t… My desire for your body is keeping me awake.”

Winona went speechless.

Still, she tried to convince him to let her go. “For your information, I’m quite a good cook. What kind of cuisine would you like to have? Do you fancy an all-meat meal or a vegetarian meal?”

Listening to her sweet tone, Matt wished he could devour her right away. However, patience was a virtue. He was set to wait for the day she willingly made love to him.

He got up and put on a set of casual attire. “Just cook whatever you want. I’m not particular about food.”

Winona knitted her brows at his vague answer.