Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 975

With the lights turned off, the room became too dim for Mark to see the alluring contours of her body. Still, his tactile senses became sensitive to the suppleness of her skin.

Perhaps all these nights neglecting the physical aspects of love made today’s act noticeably shorter than it usually was. As passion eased, Mark breathed into her ear, “I’m a bit… tired…”

Arianne had not yet recovered from her daze. “Mm, understandable. You’ve spent your whole evening handling Smore. I would have been just as tired if it were me. Go to sleep.”

The lingering yearning in him prompted him to nibble her earlobe. “Fine.”

Arianne waited until Mark was soundly asleep before pulling out her phone. She had not had the time to check her notifications just now. Just as she thought, Tiffany’s texts were there. Apparently, her best friend had already booked Alejandro’s time for Arianne. The two of them were to meet each other in a café by tomorrow noontime.

Arianne had not expected Tiffany to be so efficient in arranging the meeting, but either way, she could not let Mark know about this lest he forbid her from going.

She replied to Tiffany’s text with an “ok!” emoji and was surprised when Tiffany appeared online. ‘Ari, I’m a bit too excited to go to sleep. Can we video?’

Arianne glanced at the deeply slumbering father and son on the bed before quietly leaving the bedroom, descending the stairs with equally light movements. There, she accepted Tiffany’s video call invitation. Judging from her friend’s background surrounding, Arianne deduced instantly, “Staying the night in the West Residence, huh? Is Jackson with you?”

Tiffany beamed proudly. “After learning about my pregnancy, my man got so scared about the possibility of accidentally hurting me that he kicked himself to the guest room! I’ve never seen him act so cautiously, Ari! Oh, he said he wants me back in the HQ, but I don’t think I want to go there yet, ‘cause my current skill level is only good enough to be the assistant director for this branch. I’ll probably die if I hold the same position in HQ. Speaking of which! I told him to shut his mouth about my pregnancy, too, because… well, Eric. We should best wait until Eric’s thing is over.”

A smile flitted through Tiffany’s lips. “Would it kill you to sound slightly less derogatory? Hell, lemme tell you, the scales actually told me my numbers have gone down quite a few pounds, okay? So, I don’t know how this potbelly-thingy magically came in! Anyway, I texted Alejandro just now to inform him about your plan to meet him tomorrow. I thought he would ignore me, but he answered me after all! So yeah, go meet him tomorrow.”

Mentioning her secret meet-up with Alejandro made Arianne shoot a guilty look toward the stairs, as though afraid that Mark might overhear her. “I know, I know. Anyway, go and sleep early, you. Please don’t make a loud hoot about this. Unless you want Mark to overhear my plan and choke me to death. Also, stop being so damn giddy! If you really must scream about how happy you are, then go scream at your man! I’ve grown old, Tiffie. I can no longer handle the excitability of you young whippersnappers.”

The video call ended, yet Tiffany still could not fall asleep. She never realized it before, but once one made their first, most courageous leap, the world would suddenly turn into a much more hopeful place. And right now, the one thing Tiffany wanted to do the most was to look at Jackson and feast upon his handsome features while telling herself that, yes, this beautiful man was still hers.

How can she not be thrilled?