Jason cast an indifferent nce at her, a look that seemed to suggest she was
overstepping her bounds.
“You cooking for me?” Estre scoffed. “Don’t go chopping off your fingers now. I’d hate to have to rush
you to the ER.”
Jason had never done so much as set a table, so what could he possibly whip up in the kitchen?
Besides, Jason was way out of her league with his high and mighty attitude. If he really felt guilty and
wanted to make it up to her, well, having a child together would settle the score.
Jason threw her a sudden side-eye, prompting Estre to quickly backtrack, “Alright, alright, I’ll take
your generous offer. I’m off to take a shower. I haven’t eaten since lunch. either, so make it a hearty
one with some meat, will you?” With her instructionsid out, Estre yawned her way upstairs.
In the kitchen, Jason set his phone to a video and started rummaging through the fridge for ingredients.
Recalling a visit to the Dorvold family home, Autumn had mentioned Estre’s delicate stomach and
the importance of her eating regrly. Jason hadn’tmented at the time, but Autumn’s words had
resonated deep within him.
Now, in the dead of night, he opted for simplicity and settled on making spaghetti-the intricacies of
gourmet cooking were beyond him at this hour.
He sliced up some roast beef, threw in a bit of onion and garlic, and considered adding some chili oil
for a kick. But then, remembering Estre’s pte, he reluctantly put the
bottle back.
Estre descended the stairs at some point, now dressed in a pale pink nightgown with arge bow
headband, her presence seemingly ethereal. Her arms crossed, she leaned casually against the
doorframe, the hint of a smile ying on her lips.
As Jason sprinkled onions into the pot, he turned to get a te and caught Estre watching him
silently from the doorway. His face darkened. “Could you make some noise next time?”
Her smile widening, Estre sauntered over, her curls bouncing with each step. She was enchanting
tonight.
Side by side with Jason, she nced at the beef spaghetti that turned out quite alright and yfully
bumped him with her hip. “Can I ask you something?”
Jason gave her a look but keptdling out the spaghetti, ignoring her.
Her grin grew as she probed, “Why didn’t you answer the question Jesse asked you
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Jason cast an indifferent nce at her, a look that seemed to suggest she was
overstepping her bounds.
“You cooking for me?” Estre scoffed. “Don’t go chopping off your fingers now. I’d hate to have to rush
you to the ER.”
Jason had never done so much as set a table, so what could he possibly whip up in the kitchen?
Besides, Jason was way out of her league with his high and mighty attitude. If he really felt guilty and
wanted to make it up to her, well, having a child together would
settle the score.
Jason threw her a sudden side-eye, prompting Estre to quickly backtrack, “Alright, alright, I’ll take
your generous offer. I’m off to take a shower. I haven’t eaten since lunch either, so make it a hearty one
with some meat, will you?” With her instructionsid out, Estre yawned her way upstairs.
In the kitchen, Jason set his phone to a video and started rummaging through the fridge for ingredients.
Recalling a visit to the Dorvold family home, Autumn had mentioned Estre’s delicate stomach and
the importance of her eating regrly. Jason hadn’tmented at the time, but Autumn’s words had
resonated deep within him.
Now, in the dead of night, he opted for simplicity and settled on making spaghetti-the intricacies of
gourmet cooking were beyond him at this hour.
He sliced up some roast beef, threw in a bit of onion and garlic, and considered adding some chili oil
for a kick. But then, remembering Estre’s pte, he reluctantly put the
bottle back.
Estre descended the stairs at some point, now dressed in a pale pink nightgown with arge bow
headband, her presence seemingly ethereal. Her arms crossed, she leaned casually against the
doorframe, the hint of a smile ying on her lips.
As Jason sprinkled onions into the pot, he turned to get a te and caught Estre watching him
silently from the doorway. His face darkened. “Could you make some noise next time?”
Her smile widening, Estre sauntered over, her curls bouncing with each step. She was enchanting
tonight.
Side by side with Jason, she nced at the beef spaghetti that turned out quite alright and yfully
bumped him with her hip. “Can I ask you something?”
Jason gave her a look but keptdling out the spaghetti, ignoring her.
Her grin grew as she probed, “Why didn’t you answer the question Jesse asked you
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tonight?”
Jason served the spaghetti onto the te without acknowledging her.
Estre chuckled, “You can’t possibly still be a virgin, right? Or maybe I should check for myself.”
Jason’s face lined with exasperation, “Even if there were such a bargain, it wouldn’t be with
you.”
“You don’t want to waste a good opportunity on a stranger when you could have me. Besides, who
could match my technique? Everyone needs a skilled teacher for their first time.”
The more Estre spoke, the darker Jason’s expression became. “Estre, are you sure you still want
to have my kid?”
Her words suggested she was quite experienced with men, though in truth, she was a
novice in matters of love.
“Of course, I do,” Estre replied nonchntly. I think about it all the time.”
Jason, amused yet not showing it, carried the te of spaghetti to the dining better watch that mouth of
yours.”
area,
“You
Her sharp tongue could have been put to good use in any field, yet she chose to studyw, bing
unbeatable in verbal sparring.
Following Jason to the dining table, she sat down gracefully as he pulled out the chair for her and
handed her a fork si
casually inquired, “Did you put anything in this that’ll make
me hot and want to strip?”
“Your family cooks spaghetti with that kind of stuff?” Jason shot her a questioning look, baffled by her
outrageousness.
“All the time, every meal.” Estre quipped.
“Stop your nonsense. Just finish this and go to bed.”
Tasting the spaghetti Jason had prepared, sheplimented, “Not bad for a rookie. Guess smart folks
like you are good at everything, including making babies.”
Jason could only shake his head at her relentless implications. He thought she was serious about
wanting to split up.
Seeing that he wasn’t engaging, Estre switched to a more serious tone, “I need to talk to you about
something important.”
“Go ahead.”
“Bring Bryce back. He’s going stir-crazy over there.”
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“He’s still in touch with you? Looks like I need to confiscate his phone.”
“He’s your
our cousin, for heaven’s sake. Are you really going to keep pushing him to the edge? He’s been sick as
a dogtely.”
“What’s the use of bringing him back? To encourage you to leave me?”
Jason’s retort caught Estre off guard, and she paused momentarily. Regaining herposure, she
said confidently, “So you don’t want a divorce. You should’ve just said so. Have a kid, and we won’t be
able to separate anyway.” Her words seemed to suggest that it was Jason who would be carrying the
child.
Jason replied coolly, “Forget about it.”
Estre said, “I’m serious, though. Let Brycee back, or your uncle won’t let you off the hook if
something happens to him.”
“No.”
“Why can’t you ever listen to reason?”
“Estre, plead for him one more time, and he’ll stay there another month.”
Silence. Estate quickly pped her lips shut.
Before
Min
of
hadished her meal, and they headed upstairs together.
in emerged from the bathroom, towel-drying his hair, he caught sight ying on Estre’sptop. One
could only imagine his reaction.
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re piercing Estre, “Estre!!!”
smiled, “All cleaned up? I found an educational video for you. After all, mors going around about you
not being able to perform.”
ing to keep hisposure, asked, “What are you up to?”
oached him, her hands finding the tie of his robe. She tiptoed closer,
in his ear, “A full belly makes one think of more carnal things.”
eir ups and downs, Jason hade back tonight, and Estre still longed for at en if their paths would
eventually diverge. Otherwise, her marriage would seem ess, as would the past two years of their cat-
and-mouse game.
on’s hands were fire gripping Estre’s wrists, ready to pull her away, when she held. tight, not letti
ways leave
linen
unfazed. “Reverse psychology, huh?”
don’t have the guts?” Estre raised her eyebrows provocatively.
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No sooner had her words fallen silent than Jason, with a swift move, scooped her up into his arms.
Estre’s backnded softly-almost scandalously so-on the plush mattress, sending her heartbeat into
a rapid frenzy.
Before she could wrap her arms around him, Jason was already pinning her down, interlocking their
fingers, holding her close against his chest.
He wanted her-badly.
The desire was palpable, especially tonight, after seeing her exchangeughs and stories. with Korey.
The urge to have her beneath him, moaning, begging for mercy, was overwhelming, despite knowing
her intentions weren’t exactly pure.
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