He looked into her anxious eyes and whispered, "I’ve never claimed to be a gentleman."
Is there anyone who flaunts his roguishness more openly than he does?
Howard Geoffrey suddenly called her deeply.
Rebecca Quentin knew what he wanted to say with that call. She pushed against his body, which might press down on her, and hurriedly said, "You can’t go back on your word!"
Suddenly, Howard Geoffrey pulled Rebecca Quentin’s hand to his waist.
He wore a winter robe, but it couldn’t conceal the high rise there...
He pressed her hand at the top of the bulge, whispering hoarsely, "Can you feel it?"
The sudden touch of his hardness and heat made Rebecca Quentin’s face burn like it was on fire. Embarrassed, she couldn’t bear to look at him and urgently tried to pull her hand back, "Don’t do this..."
Heavens, she felt like it was growing even stronger, and the heat was continuously rising.
Howard Geoffrey finally released Rebecca Quentin’s hand, but his body pressed down as he whispered warm breath next to her ear, "Becca, how about..."
Before he could finish, Rebecca Quentin firmly said, "No!!"
Howard Geoffrey’s eyes, filled with desire, slightly dimmed as he gazed at her blushing face, "Can you bear it?"
Rebecca Quentin retorted in frustration, "Hey, we agreed well, you... how can you change your mind?"
"Let’s talk about it later..."
He leaned in, accurately capturing her cherry-red lips in a kiss.
As his warm lips touched hers, Rebecca Quentin couldn’t help but widen her eyes, and her hands, resting by her sides, tightly gripped the sheets.
The natural difference in strength between men and women existed, and if he really wanted to do something at this moment, she wouldn’t be able to resist...
Howard Geoffrey’s kisses fell on her lips, her neck like raindrops...
His warm, moist breath brushed over her body, immediately causing her to shiver...
She couldn’t resist him at all, but she couldn’t allow him to do this...
She pushed his head, trying to bring him back to his senses, "No... Howard..."
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Howard Geoffrey pinned Rebecca Quentin’s resisting hands onto the bed, pressing closely against her through the fabric, as if letting her feel how tormented he was...
Just when things were about to get out of hand, the sound of a baby crying interrupted them...
This sound instantly disrupted the romantic atmosphere...
Rebecca Quentin turned her head to look at the crib nearby and saw her son wailing loudly, waving his hands and legs. Anxious, she quickly pushed Howard Geoffrey away and said urgently, "Our son is crying..."
Howard Geoffrey’s just pausing action turned again to kiss her lips, his voice hoarse with suppression, "Let him cry for a while..."
As soon as Howard Geoffrey finished speaking, as if hearing his father’s words, little Andrew cried even more fiercely in the crib.
Rebecca Quentin had no heart to accompany Howard Geoffrey anymore. She kept pushing his head away, her mouth spilling over with maternal concerns, "He must be hungry. He only had one feeding last night..."
The baby’s cries grew more and more piercing.
Rebecca Quentin started to get a little angry.
Finally, under the ever-rising pitch of the baby’s cries, Howard Geoffrey grumbled irritably as he rolled off her, cursing, "Damn it!!"
Rebecca Quentin hurriedly jumped out of bed and picked little Andrew up from the crib.
Howard Geoffrey had already walked out of the room, heading straight to the bathroom.
Rebecca Quentin gently rocked the child in her arms, wanting to call Howard Geoffrey to help her with the formula, but she saw that he was no longer in sight, and as she wondered, the sound of someone taking a cold shower conveniently came from the bathroom.
Rebecca Quentin’s face still held the residual blush from earlier. Thinking of him cooling himself off in the bathroom, she couldn’t help but chuckle...
With her son’s cries becoming more intense in her ears, Rebecca Quentin came back to her senses, looking at the pitiful Andrew in the nursery, she guiltily said, "Mommy’s so silly, the baby is hungry, I’ll make you some milk now..."
While Andrew was sleeping, Rebecca Quentin went to the wardrobe to organize the clothes.
She placed hers and Andrew’s clothes piece by piece into his wardrobe.
After tidying up, looking at her clothes hanging with his, Rebecca Quentin smiled with satisfaction.
She was happy because she felt she was gradually integrating into his life, and in the future, they would surely harmonize well.
Dreaming of the future, Rebecca Quentin didn’t catch the sound of the door opening...
By the time she felt someone enter, her body was already wrapped in an embrace from behind.
She could tell from the male scent. Leaning back against his chest, not turning her head, she softly said, "You’re back..."
He had gone to the office in the morning to handle business and was just returning home.
Howard Geoffrey pressed his cheek against hers, watching as she placed hers and the child’s clothes in his wardrobe, a satisfied smile curved his lips, "Becca, it’s great to see you at home!"
Rebecca Quentin removed Howard Geoffrey’s embracing arms and turned around, encircling his neck with her own arms, smiling at the corners of her mouth.
Howard Geoffrey also extended his arms to embrace Rebecca Quentin’s waist, asking, "Why are you smiling?"
Howard Geoffrey pointed a finger at her uplifted mouth corner, "You’re still saying nothing."
Rebecca Quentin gazed deeply at Howard Geoffrey’s handsome face, still smiling, "I just feel very happy with you by my side."
Howard Geoffrey’s affectionate gaze met hers, "I feel the same way."
Rebecca Quentin slowly leaned into Howard Geoffrey’s embrace, holding him as she quietly closed her eyes.
Howard Geoffrey wrapped Rebecca Quentin in his arms, lightly kissing her hair, whispering with his thin lips, "If I had learned to cherish earlier, I wouldn’t have let you suffer so much."
Rebecca Quentin didn’t respond, just clinging to Howard Geoffrey more tightly as if afraid.
The two nestled together, letting time quietly slip away.
After a long while, Howard Geoffrey’s voice came, "Becca, my mom is still around here. This afternoon, I plan to take you to see her."