Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 722

I couldn't help but chuckle and lightly slapped his arm, teasing, "So what if I say I'm into it..."

"You better not finish that sentence," Gregory's lips pressed into a firm line, a clear sign he wasn't playing around.

Laughing, I collapsed onto the bed.

But Gregory wasn't having any of it. Without giving me a chance to react, he captured all my laughter into a kiss.

It was intense. I tried to pull away, but no matter how hard I pushed, he wouldn't budge.

The sound of our kiss filled my ears, and I was beyond embarrassed.

Our daughter was right there!

"Greg... let... go..."

My words came out fractured, lost between our lips, and far from stopping him, it only seemed to encourage him more.

"Mira's here!"

I cried out in desperation. Just then, the doorbell rang.

"Mr. Ford, your delivery is here."

Gregory glanced down, and following his gaze, I did the same.

"..."

Quickly, I got up to fix my clothes and headed to the bathroom to sort out my hair.

"Mrs. Ford," greeted the delivery man with professional courtesy.

He set down our meal with a polite "Enjoy your meal" and left.

Sighing in relief, I went to call Gregory for dinner.

Gregory was nowhere in sight, having already put our child in her crib.

But I could hear the shower running in the bathroom.

I had a pretty good idea what he was up to.

"..."

Cradling our child, I headed to the dining room.

After feeding her and putting her to sleep, Gregory finally emerged from the bathroom.

Just a towel wrapped around his waist, his skin still glistening with water droplets that trailed down his defined abs and disappeared at the edge of his towel.

As he casually wiped his hair, walking over, the outline of his hips hinted at an unseen world.