No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 692

done already. Is it too late to do that?

Amelia looked up at him, at the depth in his eyes, at everything he was feeling that he was managing to keep contained.

She shook her head gently. “No”

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Amela

was turning him down because he hadn’t given her enough of a moment.

nds tightened.

elia. This is on me.” He looked down, and the guilt in his voice was raw. “I should never havs el like you deserved less. If you’re really pregnant, I’ll find somewhere for you to rest property You won’t have to worry about anything…”

Amelia cut him off before he could finish, reaching up to frame his face with both hands and p te hers.

elt the full weight of his self–reproach, and she wanted to laugh and scold him at the same time

hen I said no,” she said, slowly and clearly, “I meant I’m not pregnant. Do you understand what Em ying?”

Mason’s head came up, and for a moment he looked genuinely, endearingly lost.

Amelia looked at that rare blank expression on his face and, despite the lingering embarrassment, couldn’t help laughing.

So…” She cleared her throat, her face warm. “My period just started.”

Mason turned the words over, and the confusion on his face gradually shifted into understanding.

had been a false alarm.

Mason exhaled, and the tension left him all at once. He pulled Amelia into his arms and held her close. and while there was a thread of something like disappointment in him, the dominant feeling was sheer

complicated relief.

He ran his hand gently over her hair and said quietly, close to her ear, “It’s all right. There’s plenty of time for all of that.”

in the drive bar

chule before

hile Amelia turned something over in her mind for

he’s coming to Eldoria.”

Coment, then relaxed back into its usual position.

He thought for a moment, his gaze fixed on the road ahead, and With you.”

the subject settle there.

fuer street and came to a stop in front of a restaurant.

The table in advance, and it was a place they both loved

2007 **

He recogazed Mason immediately, and

well courtyard entrate and into the main dining

host stand with an expression that didn’t match the occasion at

be respect in his attitude was obvious

“Mr. Yorrett, you’re here: The manager pressed a hand to the light sweat on his forehead and shifted his www early working himself up to something

Masem looked around the room. It was a little busier than usual, but not full

“Is my reservation ready?

He and Amelia hadn’t been able to do this in far too long, just the two of them, with nowhere else arut nothing pressing to handle.

The manager went a shade paler. ‘Mr. Everett, he finally said, summoning his courage with visible effort, “I’m sorry. Your reserved table has been… taken.”

Mason’s brow drew together.

That table was the finest in the restaurant, a window seat with the best view in the building. It had never been given away before.

The natural authority he carried immediately pressured the manager, and even though his voice stayed quiet, it was more than enough to press down on the manager.

“Since when does someone else get to walk into a reserved table of mine?”

The manager started to explain, but a burst of loud, self–satisfied laughter rolled out from the interior of the restaurant and cut him off

“Since I took in

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Amelia and Mason turned toward the sound. Pedro was walking out through a set of interio: doors with Beatrice on his arm, heading straight toward them with his chin elevated and his bearing suggesting he owned the place,

He planted himself in front of them and looked down at Mason like he was delivering a verdict.

*I told the manager you’re not the Everett Group’s president anymore, so they don’t owe you any special treatment. I am

He announced it with obvious relish

Beatrice slid her arm tighter through Pedro’s and added her contribution in the sweetest possible tone. My goodness, Mason, dinner at a place like this runs into the tens of thousands casily. You’ve already stepped down. Isn’t this a little extravagant for someone in your position? Wouldn’t it be embarrassing to sit down and find out you can’t cover the bill?”

Amelia Ielt Beatrices bath land and net it with a cold, internal laugh.

never changed. She had always been exactly this shallow, always looking for someone to climb her way up.

son let the corner of his mouth curve and answered with the same easy etter directed at Pedro, don’t you think?

calm. That

question mug

I’ve been hearing that quite a few of the Everett Group’s partners are lining up to dissolve their contracts. Resolving that kind of situation in a hurry tends to require a significant amount of liquid capital. He looked at Pedro with mild, pleasant interest. “Do you have it?”

Every word sounded casual, but each one struck a nerve.

Pedro’s expression locked up, and then the flush of indignation came rushing in.

“Don’t underestimate me!” he snapped, the words coming out sharp with wounded pride. T

minor issues, and the company’s cash flow is completely solid. Covering dinner for everyone in this room? That’s nothing. I could do that without blinking!”

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eyebrow and let the words stretch out with deliberate ease. “Feeling that generous, are

ad him instantly.

rned to face the other diners with a everyone catch that? Tonight’s tab is yone. He’s treating!”

The restaurant went dead quiet for

Surprised reactions spread acros

The clientele of a place like and nobody turned that d

“Seriously?”

“What a guy!”

“That’s what

“Thank

and raised her voice just enough to carry. right here. Order whatever you’d like.

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wave of delighted, thoroughly entertained faces.

ost without exception, but a free meal was a tr

came from every direction at once.

ason and Amel:

in an embarrassing position in front of a full dining room.

g neatly turned around and backed into a corner from which there was no

estaurant’s bill wasn’t going to bankrupt him, but it was far from nothing, and being rit made his blood boil.

up

had gone tight and ugly with fury. “Keep it up and I’ll call home right now and have your Every last one. You won’t have a cent to your name.”

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him with mild curiosity and a quiet laugh. “You think Grandma hasn’t tried? Call home urself. Ask her why it didn’t work.”

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