A Contract Marriage After a ONS novel Chapter 95

"Where are you going?” He asked, looking at her with his brows slightly furrowed.

"Go to Jazz's room. The suitcase is still with him. You sleep first. I will be back in a while."

As soon as her voice trailed off and before Mark could say anything, she walked out of the room with the glass in her hand.

He looked on as she went, his eyes narrowing.

Jazz was leaning against the headboard. He was not sleepy. Her faint scent of orange still lingered in his nostrils. It smelled fresh and so good.

Her face appeared in his mind. The warm breath coming out through her red lips blew onto his neck and gave him an itchy feeling.

Jazz was twenty and sexually mature.

He knocked himself in the head with his hand when h e suddenly became self-aware-he should not have fantasized about his brother’s wife.

Just as he felt upset of himself, the door swung open and Summer came in.

Jazz looked back in shock and nearly fell out of bed. H e was too afraid to look her in the eyes.

"Haven't you slept yet, Jazz?" She did not notice his strange reaction. "I saw the door was open and so I just walked in. Am I disturbing you?"

"N-n-no, not at all." Jazz stammered. Summer might not have seen what he did, he thought to himself.

"I am here to get the suitcase.” She pointed at the suitcase in the corner. "By the way, do you know how old Baine is?"

She had been curious about this for a long time.

"Thirty-one; one year older than Mark. Ant was adopted."