The moment Chloe touched the soft, warm bedding, she couldn't help but yawn. She turned towards Damon, clutched the blanket, and closed her eyes.
Damon stared at her, his brows furrowing slightly.
Eventually, he switched off his tablet and tossed it aside. He shifted down, pulling Chloe into his arms.
She opened her eyes, looking at him in confusion. Ever since she finished her phone call, she felt his gaze was a bit inexplicable.
"What's up?"
Damon lowered his eyes to hers. "Don't you have anything to tell me?"
Chloe's eyes were filled with confusion.
"Tell you what?"
Damon's expression turned even grimmer. "Think about what you just said to Jeanette."
Chloe suddenly laughed. "Chill out, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Chloe nearly burst into laughter.
Damon saw the mischief in her eyes and, annoyed, he nibbled her face.
"Stop playing dumb!"
"I'm not, you heard me. I was just encouraging Jeanette..."
Suddenly, she felt a tickle on her waist. Damon had found her sensitive spot, and Chloe went limp, arching her body and trying to evade Damon's tickling hand.
"Stop, it tickles..."
"Are you going to tell me?"
Damon pulled her back into his arms, his long legs trapping her slender ones, his face looking threatening.
"Okay, okay. Good night. Happy now? Ah—"
Chloe cried out softly as Damon's hand pinched her waist again.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride