Housewife Gone Wild by Thanddeus Embereley novel Chapter 65

Chapter 65

I stood up slowly from that little flirty move and gave Jared a soft smile. “Honey, I just started practicing. You’ve been traveling for days. You must be wiped out. Why don’t you head up to bed?”

I was being sweet and thoughtful, but instead of appreciating it, his face got even more tense. Looked like he’d already taken

a shower.

He was on a gray pajama set, and his short hair was still a little damp, kinda messy. It gave him that rugged, grown–man charm that honestly made him look even more attractive.

But honestly, I was over that face. No matter how good–looking he was, I was just tired of it. “Stop practicing and go to bed,” he said, his tone heavy, like he wasn’t asking, he was telling.

“You go ahead. I’ll be up in a bit,” I said, trying to keep things calm and avoid pushing his buttons.

But he was still pissed. He turned on his heel and went upstairs without another word. I kept practicing for another half hour. It helped loosen me up. I felt more at ease as I made my way upstairs.

When I walked into the master bedroom and didn’t see him there, I kind of smiled to myself. I’d gotten to him. He left because he was that annoyed.

I went to take a shower. As the hot water ran down my shoulders, I realized my mind felt completely clear. I was relaxed, at peace in a way I’d never known in my previous life.

Back then, the later the night got, the more restless I’d feel, like my chest was crawling with ants. I’d wait, hopeful, only to be let down again and again.

Every time I saw that cold look on his face, it crushed me a little more. It drained my spirit day by day.

But now, no expectations meant no disappointments. After I finished showering, I let my long hair fall over my shoulders. The thin straps of my nightgown framed my collarbones just right. My skin looked soft and dewy, like it had drunk up the moisture.

I opened the bathroom door, ready to start my nighttime skincare routine. Then I saw someone lying on the other side of my bed.

I was a little surprised. Jared had been acting weird lately. He was somehow full of energy. I ignored him and went straight to my skincare. After a few minutes of applying lotion, I heard footsteps behind me.

“How you gonna thank me?” Jared’s voice dropped low and husky. His lips brushed the back of my neck, sending warmth through me.

I shivered. Before I could say anything, he suddenly bent down and scooped me up from the chair. “Give yourself to me.”

Lately, Jared’s behavior had been so out of character. I remembered how he barely wanted to touch me before. No matter how much I tried, he never responded.

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