Love's Cunning Ruse novel Chapter 225

"Keep going!" Julie protected her chest with one hand and focused on Kieran's hand with the other, "I can't believe I won't win tonight!"

Mr. Hernandez was anxious at this sight. "Darling, I give up," he said.

"Then strip!" she demanded.

At this point, he was only wearing a bathrobe.

Kieran took off his bathrobe and quenched his thirst with a glass of red wine. After downing it, they sat quietly, looking deep into each other's eyes. The panting from the phone next to them grew louder. Just as Julie thought she had grown accustomed to the noise, the phone ran out of battery.

Finally, there was silence in the room. Julie looked up at Kieran's body, "We're both down to our last piece of clothing. Victory or defeat depends on this. Do you want to continue?"

Mr. Hernandez hadn't expected her to be so determined. He was on the verge of giving in, but for her sake, he took a deep breath, "Bring it on."

"Can the winner make a request?" she asked, staring expectantly at him, a plan forming in her mind.

Kieran nodded without thinking, the wine starting to hit him.

He knew this silly girl had a habit of always picking rock. Kieran obligingly chose scissors, so he lost.

Julie was thrilled at her victory, but even more excited was the man sitting across from her. In a flash, he stripped himself bare.

"Honey, you're looking fitter and fitter!" Drunk Julie suddenly got bold, grabbed Kieran's hand and said, "Let's dance!"

"No dancing!" he pulled her into his arms. Despite being drunk, he seemed to have a surprising amount of strength, he held her waist tightly and silenced her chattering mouth with a kiss.

Their passionate kiss was like a step on the edge of a cliff, one false move and they would fall.

She clung tightly to him, humming softly. His kisses trailed downwards, stopping at her collarbone. To his surprise, at this crucial moment, Julie abruptly grabbed his hand and said, "I want to dance! You didn't dance with me at the graduation ball!"

Back then, he was overseas and couldn't dance with her. His desire overwhelmed Julie's stubbornness. He held her waist tightly, pulling her closer.

Drunk Julie grabbed something and slid it over his head, demanding, "I want to dance! Dance with me! Tango, waltz, samba!"

Mr. Hernandez reached up to feel what was on his head. It was a soft, curved sponge pad, quite pleasant to touch. What was it?

He pulled it off his head. It was the sexy black bra he had taken off her!

Possibly due to his drunkenness, he put it on his head and glared at her, "You want me to dance like this?"

Julie burst into laughter. She flicked the black bra on Kieran's head, "Honey, you look so handsome!"

Kieran proudly swung the bra on his head, looking somewhat like Mickey Mouse.

"It's not worn like this!" Julie took the bra from his head and slapped it onto his muscular chest, "Honey, you're so sexy! Button it up!"

She smiled at him, making a backward hand motion.

Kieran twisted his hand behind his back with a confused expression. He found the hook, but couldn't fasten it.

"You're so clumsy!" Julie turned the bra around so the hook was in front, then patted his head saying, "Kieran, once you manage to fasten this, we can discuss how to 'waterproof' it."

It was a contraption he could undo with one hand. He didn't believe he couldn't fasten it with two hands.

But!!

Mr. Hernandez seemed to have overestimated his abilities.

He tried to fasten it, but after a while, he still couldn't.

The woman across from him was laughing so hard she was rolling. She pointed at him, asking, "Kieran, you're so stupid! Are you related to pigs?"

He looked at Julie, calmly responding, "I'm the husband of a pig."

"Haha, no wonder you're so dumb..."

Even drunk, Mr. Hernandez could still outwit Julie. Drunk Julie didn't understand the meaning of what Kieran just said. She was getting a kick out of watching her husband struggle with her bra.