Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1213

As Mark inhaled the scent of Arianne’s hair, his breaths became a mite more elaborate while his sleepiness, which had been growing for the past few minutes, gradually receded.

He bit on her earlobe. “I want you. Now.”

Arianne’s breath stopped, her body shrinking from him slightly. “But aren’t you sleepy?”

Hot breaths warmed through the woman’s ear.

“Nope. Not anymore.”

…

It was Saturday, yet Mark rose early in the morning despite not going to work. Instead, he spent his morning playing with Smore.

Arianne was bored and had nothing to occupy her mind. In the end, she thought of seeing Tiffany.

While in the hospital and waiting for the elevator, Arianne met Jett by coincidence. Contrary to the usual lunchbox, his arms were full of motherhood and baby products today. It became clear that his zero experience in fatherhood, as well as the general lack of motherhood knowledge in a typical man, had caused Jett to purchase a few unnecessary items, including a few redundant products and formulaic milk that were not meant for a newborn.

Arianne could not help but speak up. “Some of the stuff you bought is wrong. Not everything in that bag is necessary, and you missed out on some other necessary products, too. Has the baby been born?”

Jett glanced at the bags in his hand. “Contractions happened last night, so she was sent into the labor room today. It’s estimated that today should be the day she delivers…. Also, I don’t know anything about these things, so I wonder if you could help me out. Tell me, what do I need?”

Jett shook his head. “No, I bought a house for us, and we’ve moved in already. I have a kid now; I can’t still live like a lone, free spirit with no attachments. Besides, the hired doula would need a place to stay, too,” he said. “I’ll make a few calls on that right now so that she’ll have a professional taking care of her immediately after delivery. Thank you for your help.”

Arianne returned him a smile. “No, no. It’s what I should do. After all, Tanya and I know each other, at least. And if I may be frank, I think she’s lucky to have met you.”

Jett paused for a few seconds as though he had something to say to her, but the words would not leave his mouth.

“Hey, if there’s something you’d like to ask, go on,” Arianne encouraged. “We’re not friends per se, but we’re not strangers either.”

Regardless, Jett chose against voicing out what he wanted to say. “It’s nothing.”