No Strings Attached novel (Clara and Ian) novel Chapter 372

Clara couldn't wait to meet Brodie and his mother to sort things out. She casually agreed, "Yes, you're my favorite. Let's hurry up and go."

She grabbed Ian's hand and rushed toward the car.

Seeing her so anxious, Ian's eyes flashed with a deeper hue of jealousy. Just as Clara was about to open the car door, Ian pinned her against it, his handsome face suddenly tilting down, his nose brushing her cheek unintentionally, or maybe not. His voice was husky, seductive, and carried a hint of hurt. "It feels like you only have your childhood buddy in your heart, and I'm not even in the picture."

Clara tilted her head up and kissed his lips softly, soothing him, "He's just like a brother to me, and you're the one I love most, hubby. No more jealousy, okay?"

That term of endearment, 'hubby,' was like magic, making Ian's blood boil instantly. The jealousy in his eyes vanished, replaced by an uncontrollable desire. His lips curled into a sly grin as a throaty chuckle emerged. "Sweetheart, if you want me to stop being jealous, you'll have to kiss me like this."

With that, he slid his hand gently into her soft hair, cradling the back of her head and lowering his lips to capture her delicate pink ones.

The kiss, while seeming tender, carried a tinge of domination and assertiveness. A cool yet gentle breath swept over Clara, overwhelming her.

Soon, her defenses were down, the atmosphere overheating. Her beautiful eyes began to mist, her consciousness weakening. Her voice grew husky, "Ian– "

Ian slowly released her, his cool fingertips carrying a hint of lust as they softly caressed her lips. "Be a good girl and call me 'hubby' again, will you?"