Chapter50
Wilsonletout alow,raspychuckleasifhehadfiguredoutYvette’sthoughts.Itisvoicewasdangerouslyalluring,“Havingmilkbeforebedhelpsyousleepbetter.”
“Alright,then.”Yvettereluctantlyeptedtheexnationandtookthessfromhim.Shethensippedthemilkslowly
Yvettewastallerthanmostgirls,sotheknee–lengthnightgownsheworebecameashortskirt.Itrevealedherlong,straightlegsas shemoved.
Wilson’sgazedarkenedashencedatherlegs.Hequicklyavertedhiseyes,althoughhis Adam’sapplehadbobbeduncontrobly.
WhenYvettefinishedthemilk,shenoticedWilson’sAdam’sapplemovingandimpulsivelyreachedouttotouch it.
“Yvie…Don’ttouchthat…”Wilson’sbodytensedimmediately.
Hegrabbedher wanderinghandwhilehismesmerizingeyesdarkenedwithdesire.Theusualcoolrestraintinhisexpressionwasrecedwithsomethingwilderandmoredangerous.
Seeinghisintensereaction,Yvetteblinkedinnocently,feigningignorance.“IwasjusttouchingyourAdam’sapple.Don’tbesostingy!‘
“Just?”Wilson’seyesnarrowedyfullywithadangerousedgeto hisvoice.“Whereelsedoyou
wanttotouch?”
Afterbearinghiswords,Yvette’sgazeinvoluntarilydroppedtoWilson’schest.Herintentionwasclear.
Realizingwhatshe’ddone,Yvette’searsturnedcrimson,andshetried tocoverupherembarrassmentwithbravado.“Absolutelynowhereelse!
Wilsonletoutalow,enticinughfilledwithallection“Littlemischief.”
Thefollowingday,ahouseholdstaffmembergreeted,“Ms.Murray,you’reback!”
Afterhearingthesteff’svoice,Yara,Sean,andIrwinimmediatelynushedtowardthedoor.
“Evie’sback!Thankgoodness!”Yataeximed.
AquickshofjealousycrossedYasmin’seyeswhentheyhurriedoutsidetogreetYvette.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.
Yvettehadstayedoutallnight,yettheystillfawnedoverher.Inheropinion,Yvetteshouldbepunishedfornoinghome.
“Yvette,you’reback!”YararanoutandhuggedYvettetightly.“Iwassoworriedyouwouldn’eback!”
Irwinsteppedforward,hisexpressionfilledwithconcorn.“Vvis,Iheardaboutwhathappenedyesterday.Itwasn’tyourfault.I’llgotoMurrayEstateandsortitout.Iwon’tlethimmistreatyouagain!”
IrwincouldusuallytoleratewhatevertroubleAlexcausedhim,butseeingYaraandYvettemistreatedwastoomuchforhimtobear
“That’sright,Yvie!”Sean chimedin“IfGrandpaeverdoesthatagain,I’llhaveyourback.Iwon’tletyousufferbeingwrongedagain.
Yasminrolledhereyesinsecretwhilelisteningtotheiforting,words.
Shewasseethingwithjealousy.Whatkindofsufferinghadthatbitch,Yvette ghrough?ShehadupsetAlexsomuchbyflippingthetablethatsheshouldbebeggingforforgivenessinstead!
Yasminuttered,“That’sright,Yvie!Youshouldn’thavestayedoutallnight.Wewereallsoworried aboutyou!Besides,it’sinappropriateforagirltobeourallnight.Peoplemightstartgossipingaboutit.”
YarafeltYasmin’swordsinapprivate.Shedidn’twantYvettetofeelufortable,soshetriedredirectingtheconversationbygentlysuggesting,“Yasmin,thedoorbelljustrang.Couldyouseewhoitis?”
Yasmin’sfacedarkenedinstantly.Weretheytreatingherlikeahousekeeper now?