The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 394

Natalie looked at Marcus seriously, reaching out to fix the open collar of his shirt. "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention last night and ripped your shirt. I'll take you shopping for clothes later. Are your pants okay?"

Her gaze dropped down, and then she saw something that was definitely not meant to be seen.

Marcus' ears turned bright red. He quickly grabbed the blanket and pulled it over himself.

Natalie cleared her throat, trying to cover up the awkwardness. As a doctor, she knew that Marcus' reaction was just a normal physiological one.

She had even touched on his abs last night with her bare foot and moved down a few inches. The sensation from the dream was still fresh in her mind and a little too vivid.

She looked at Marcus, who was now covering his lower half with the blanket, his face, ears, and neck completely flushed.

Marcus cleared his throat a few times. "Go wash up first, and wait for me for a bit."

"Marcus." Natalie suddenly leaned forward, grabbing his chin and forcing him to look at her.

Maybe because in the dream last night, she did everything to him that she shouldn't have. When she looked at him, there was a strange new feeling.

In her dream, Marcus had been so obedient, letting her do whatever she wanted. But before that, he was always cold and unapproachable.

"Did I do anything more… inappropriate to you last night?"

Natalie bit her lip, unsure of what to ask or say next. She then asked, "I didn't cause you any physical harm or mental trauma, right?"

Marcus' throat bobbed, his eyes gradually darkening with an indescribable desire. Last night, while Natalie was drunk, she had not only tried to tame him but even after falling asleep, she kept touching him.

He had tried to stop her, but she kept grabbing him, biting him. In the end, he just let her do whatever she wanted.

The consequence of letting her do whatever she wanted was that she eventually fell asleep again, and he, though exhausted, still had vivid, undeniable dreams.

Natalie was still wearing the clothes from last night, but they were now wrinkled and clung tightly to her body, outlining her curves and making her waist look even more pronounced.

Their gazes locked, and an unspoken, powerful attraction began to build between them.

Suddenly, Natalie cupped Marcus' face, leaning in closer. Just as she was about to make up her mind about what she wanted to do, his grip on her waist tightened. Before she could react, Marcus kissed her.

Natalie wanted to protest that they had just woken up, and neither of them had brushed their teeth yet! Marcus pulled her in and fell back onto the bed, pulling the blanket over them. His kiss became more urgent.

The heat between them grew, filling the air with an undeniable tension. Marcus finally pulled away after what seemed like an eternity, breathing heavily.

"Are you sure you're going to take responsibility for me?"

Before Natalie could even react, Marcus kissed her again.

Suddenly, their phones went off. She took the chance to push him away. She threw the blanket off and took a few deep breaths, trying to clear her head.

"Marcus, you—"

"Shh." Marcus pressed his finger to her lips. "Grandpa's calling."

Natalie froze. She immediately lay still, watching as Marcus sat up, reached over to the nightstand, and grabbed his phone.