The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 164

Roxanne hadn't gotten it on with Harrison for several days.

This week, she was swamped with work. She was out early and back late every day.

Harrison was always keen for some loving, but by the time she got home, she was either too zonked to stay awake or too beat to be interested.

Harrison was understanding and didn't push her.

That night, Harrison, who finally got his chance, seemed to have endless energy.

In the end, he collapsed on Roxanne. Roxanne looked at him, moving her hand from his back to his face, gently stroking his cheek.

"Babe, why are you so full of beans today?" she asked.

"Really?" Harrison kissed her forehead.

He thought to himself, he still had plenty of gas in the tank.

He wanted to get more from her.

From her forehead, he kissed her ear, laughing, "The night is young. We have time."

What he meant was, this was far from enough.

"Watch out." Roxanne gently patted his chest, "Don't overdo it, it's not good for you."

"You underestimate me." Harrison looked at her.

The heated activity had caused her usually tied-up ponytail to loosen. Her hair looked a bit disheveled, but it made her look even sexier.

Harrison gently brushed away the stray hair on her forehead and cheeks, letting the moonlight shine on her beautiful face.

Her cheeks were flushed, showing a girlish gentleness and shyness.

Her eyes were clear and bright, with an especially tender look.

There were tiny beads of sweat on her nose.

Harrison laughed and kissed her nose, "I didn't start having sex until I was 32, so of course, I'm fit as a fiddle."

Those twenty-something young men don't know how to control themselves, that's why they burn the candle at both ends and exhaust their energy prematurely.

He was different from those men.

His self-discipline and restraint had lasted until he was 32.

At this moment, he was at the peak of his physical strength.

"Harrison, I have a question." Roxanne suddenly stared at him curiously.

"What do you want to know?"

"You're already 32, but you never had a thing with women before. How did you handle your needs?"

"I controlled myself."

"And if you couldn't control it?"

"Then I would take a cold shower, or go to the boxing gym and box for a few hours until I was dead tired."

Roxanne touched Harrison's face and laughed, "You never really thought about women?"

"I did, but I controlled myself."

This man's self-control was really strong.

She looked at him, smiled satisfyingly.

He was truly a rare good man.

A drop of sweat slid down his sturdy chest and dropped on her collarbone.

She pushed him, "Alright, let's go take a bath."

"I'll carry you." Only then did Harrison get off her.

He scooped her up in his arms and headed for the bathroom.

After the bath, Roxanne turned to get the towel from the rack.

Just as she touched the soft towel, a pair of long arms wrapped around her slender waist from behind and pulled her back.

"Anne!" He turned her around to face him.

He lowered his head and kissed her soft sweet lips.

Roxanne pushed him away and glared at him, "Harrison, didn't we just..."

He kissed her ear and gave it a gentle bite, "Anne, call me 'honey'."

She wasn't willing to.

Although they had been married for five months and had had plenty of intimate moments, she wasn't accustomed to calling him so affectionately every day.

Calling his name seemed more natural.

"Honey" was just too sappy.

She liked to maintain some independence.

Harrison looked somewhat displeased, "Call me 'honey'."

"Stop it. Let's go to bed. I have to get up early tomorrow."

Harrison went silent.

"We just signed a huge order from Africa, so I have to go to the factory myself to arrange the order's progress tomorrow." Roxanne continued.

"All you care about is work." Harrison was clearly not pleased.

As the CEO of Rodriguez Group, he wasn't as busy as her.

No, it wasn’t truth that he wasn't busy.

He just made the time to be with her.

But all she cared about was work.

"I need to make money." Roxanne said, "I want to save a few hundred thousand more to buy a house next door for your dad."

The housing prices in Seraphim Haven were very high.

Even the most ordinary houses required a down payment of hundreds of thousands of dollars.

She had to work hard. She couldn't let her father-in-law continue to live in a rented house.

She initially wanted to invite Vincent to live with them, but Vincent was very considerate.

To avoid disturbing them, he declined her invitation.

To thank him, Roxanne decided to buy a house for him to live in.

Harrison's mood was dampened by Roxanne.

He frowned.

Why would his dad need her to save money to buy a house? They owned the whole neighborhood!

He quickly got back the mood that was temporarily dampened and kissed her ear, "Don't get distracted. Hold me."

Roxanne tried to resist, but it was too late.

The steam in the bathroom hadn't dissipated yet.

In the hazy fog, Harrison kissed her ear and whispered, "Call me 'honey'."

Obediently, she responded, "Honey!"

"Anne, being your husband is the luckiest thing in my life."

By the time they finally got back to bed, it was already midnight.

Exhausted Roxanne snuggled into Harrison's arms, her leg draped over him and her arms around him.

She nestled into him like an octopus.

She shifted her head a bit and said, "Babe, I'm beat. Can we just sleep tonight, okay?"

"Mm." He held her tight and kissed her hair, "Go to sleep."

She nestled into his arms, took a deep breath, and then drifted off to sleep, feeling secure, satisfied, and utterly spent.

Her breathing became shallow. She was completely lost in dreamland.

Harrison still held her.

Already tired?

Her fragility really couldn't take much.