It'll Come Naturally novel Chapter 1485

"Are we going to sleep in the same room?" Patricia asked nervously as she bit her finger. She was sitting on the bed and God knew how fast her heart was beating just by gazing at the man before her.

"So what? We're married. What's wrong if we sleep in the same room?" said Tom as he unbuttoned his shirt one by one. It seemed that he didn't even care that Patricia was there at all. He was too casual as if stripping before her was the most natural thing to do.

"Oh! Okay! Are you going to change?" Patricia looked away. There was this mixture of awkwardness and warmth that was crawling her skin. Yes, she might be a straightforward person but that didn't mean that she was shameless enough to watch this handsome man undress before her. Thus, she said, "Let me walk out of here for a while. I'll go back into the room once you're done."

Those timid words made Tom frown for a second. He never thought of a person as bold as her to be this shy. "Seriously, Patricia? Is that even necessary? Haven't you seen me naked already?"

"Nonsense. I've never seen you naked, okay?" countered Patricia as her face blushed at once. She felt her neck went stiff as she dared not to look at Tom.

"You mean you want to see it again?" Smiling wickedly, Tom suddenly stepped closer to her and bent over to examine her beautiful face. He was obviously enjoying this. He couldn't even explain why her bashfulness was turning him on.

"Uh... No, I'm fine. I'll go downstairs and get some water." Patricia swallowed and then hurried out of the room as if a monster was chasing after her. Nevertheless, her steps automatically halted at the moment when she stepped out of the door. 'Wait! Haven't I been imagining him to do such long ago? Tom is now showing me his naked body for free! Why would I refuse? I'm such a fool, ' she thought.

Meanwhile, Tom smiled quietly and didn't mind that she just walked away. He then went into the bathroom. He was aware that it could take time for people to get used to something. Thus, he decided to give her time to adapt to him. Frankly, regardless of how much he loved that woman, he needed time to get used to her too. Suddenly living with someone was such a new phase to him as well anyway.

Long minutes had passed but Patricia still hadn't come back to their room. She said she would just drink water. Tom found it weird but then ignored it. Instead, he went straight into the study room. He simply didn't have time to spend with her since he got a lot of difficult cases to study.

Moreover, Tom was afraid that his friends might play a trick on him once they found out that he got married secretly. Thus, he was planning to tell things to them soon. His friends were a bunch of wild cats after all. He was pretty sure that there would be serious consequences for him if he wouldn't announce his marriage soon.

He had this thought in his mind when he picked his cell phone up and started dialing a set of numbers.

"Darn it, Tom! Why are you calling me so late at night?" It was Edward who first picked the phone up. He was sitting on the bed while gently shaking the wine glass in his hand. Daisy had to write a report tonight hence she didn't have time for him. That was such a mood bummer and Edward couldn't stop himself from sulking over it. It was also the reason why he sounded mad on the phone.

"What's the matter with you? I haven't said anything yet." Surprised, Tom thought, 'Who is Edward mad with? I shouldn't have telephoned him at this hour.'

"I want someone to keep me company. Will you do that for me?" Edward said angrily. He raised his head and finished the wine in his glass.

"No. You might as well have Daisy with you. I'm not a gay." Tom hurriedly refused as his mind answered silently. 'This guy must be kidding me. I'm not a gay. I don't want to be alone with a man so late.'

"What are you thinking about? You are so creepy." Edward poured himself another glass as if he wanted to make himself drunk.

"Excuse me? Do you remember what you just said? That's very misleading. Besides, you're the creepiest man in our group," complained Tom while thinking, 'Everybody says that I'm a good man. Not only am I in good shape and good-looking, but I also have a good career and good temper. How can Edward call me creepy? This is ridiculous.'

"Are you scolding me? Am I right?" An evil smile cracked Edward's lips. He would never argue with Tom if only Tom chose to be at his side.