Twin Cupids at Work Daddy Come Home novel Chapter 434

Knock, knock. Two quick knocks sounded at the door. Outside, Oliver and Brenda were squished up against it, listening like a couple of nosy geckos. Noah watched them, looking like he’d already given up.

“Why did it suddenly go quiet?” Oliver whispered, frowning. Behind them, a handful of waiters were lined up with their dishes. If the people inside didn’t wrap things up soon, they’d all have to eat in the hallway.

Inside, Madeline was panicking. She kept pushing at Julian’s chest, desperate for him to let go before anyone barged in. But Julian wasn’t budging. Instead, he just scooped her up, holding her tight against him. Madeline nearly let out a yelp, but with people right outside, she bit her tongue and glared at him instead. She’d even bitten his tongue hard enough to draw blood, but he didn’t seem to feel a thing.

Julian carried her straight to a door on the other side of the room, which led to another private space. It was empty. Without missing a beat, he pressed her up against the door and kissed her again, hot and hungry.

Meanwhile, outside, Brenda was getting more and more anxious as the silence dragged on. She was starting to worry that those two were getting up to something way too personal in there. Turning to the waiter, she said, “I don’t think anyone booked the next room. Can we switch to that one?” She added quickly, “I’ll pay extra if you need.”

The waiter thought about it, then nodded. “Sure, that’s fine.”

He started carrying their food to the other room. Oliver pushed the door open a crack and peeked inside, expecting to see his parents. But the room was empty. He stepped in, looking around. “Huh? Where did Mommy and Daddy go?”

“They aren’t in there?” Brenda asked, a little panicked.

“Nope,” Oliver said.

Brenda forced a smile. “We’re at this table. They’ve got their own.”

Next door, Madeline’s cheeks were burning, her breath coming fast from Julian’s relentless kiss. It felt like every emotion they’d bottled up over the last two months was spilling out now. Julian wouldn’t let her go, and she was powerless to resist him, sinking deeper with every second.

His nose brushed against her pale cheek, his warm breath ghosting over her flushed skin. “Sorry, I lost control,” he murmured. But he didn’t sound sorry at all. He didn’t want to stop. He just wanted her, right here, right now, and he wasn’t letting go.

Madeline bit her lip, glaring at him through watery eyes. They were pressed so close together, she could feel every reaction in his body, and there was no hiding what he wanted. She lifted her head, staring at his unfairly handsome face, her cheeks flaming with embarrassment and anger. “You absolute perv. You’re not actually thinking of… doing that in here, are you?”