My Wife Is So Sweet (Natalia Dawson) novel Chapter 40

Chapter 40 Foxy Man

Finally, she forced herself to stay calm, and said, "Just wait a minute, I'll get myself some clothes."

At that, she just opened the wardrobe and began rummaging.

But now that Archie was right here, she could not just tell him that she wanted a new nightgown. She didn't want to seem like she had chosen such a sexy one on purpose and insist to get herself a new one just in his face. He might think she was trying to get his attention by making all the fuss, she thought.

Though she didn't pick this one herself, but how could he know?

In no time, she found a matching bathrobe from the wardrobe and put it on.

The bathrobe fit well and reached all the way to her knees. As she tied the ribbon around her waist, her beautiful chest was also covered up. Only then did she regain a sense of safety.

Archie did not say a word all the time, but his gaze was unbelievably deep and steady. The residual bit of wine in the glass was gone as well.

"Done?"

She nodded.

"Then let's sleep."

He rose to his feet and strode to the edge of the bed and began to undress.

Her eyebrows raised suddenly.

"What are you doing?"

Watching the surprised face of the woman, he knitted his eyebrows slightly, "Aren't we going to sleep?"

She finally came back to her senses, realized she might be a bit overreacting, and forced a smile.

"Mmh ... don't you need to take a shower first?"

He looked at her, and paused for a short while.

"Ok."

He then turned and walked into the bathroom, and she finally felt relieved.

She closed her eyes, and as if her whole body had relaxed after the man left, she fell onto the bed.

But right at this moment, the voice of the man suddenly sounded from the bathroom.

"Honey, please help me get my pajamas."

She was stunned.

Why didn't he just bring his own pajamas with him?

She felt desperate but could only hold herself up from the bed and walked to the wardrobe again for his pajamas.

The clothes of the man had been put in the second cabin of the wardrobe.

Unlike the variety of clothes of hers, his clothes looked pretty much the same.

They were all black, white or gray with hardly any clothes in other colors. Even his pajamas were dark gray.

She took a set and went to the door and knocked.

Soon the door was opened. Unlike her, who had just opened a tiny crack, he actually opened the door.

Completely open.

The man stood there totally naked, his hand was rested on his head covered with the foam of shampoo, and water was dripping from his body.

Countless drops of water slid down the well-defined abdominal muscles.

Her pupils dilated instantly.

"AH-"

After a short cry, she covered her mouth just in time.

The next second, she threw the pajamas at him and shut close the door with a bang.

"Archie McCarthy! Why are you naked?"

He did not know what to say.

Then there was the aggrieved voice of the man, "What should I dress when I am taking a shower?"

Then it was she who did not know what to say...

'Argh, I'm going crazy."

He definitely did it on purpose, she swore inwardly.

What a pervert!

In the bathroom, the man curled his lips silently.

He took a look at the pajamas in his hands, did not say anything but simply placed them on the rack. Then he continued his shower.

Natalia walked back to the bedroom and sat on the bed. The scorching heat in her chest did not fade away even after a long time.