Chapter 188
Dorothea pressed her lips together and tried to sound calm. “It was Albert. I’ve already blocked his number and his assistant’s. I have no idea how he got a new one p>
“I just blocked that one, too p>
Latham felt a sour ache in his chest. The call had been so quiet, and he couldn’t help but wonder what underhanded tricks Albert was using to mess with his wife’s feelings.
“What did he say p>
Dorothea shook her head. “Nothing important. Just something trivial. I hung up on him p>
Latham believed her. She’d barely spoken a word to Albert. Still, he couldn’t help but wonder what counted as unimportant to her.
For him, it was anything but unimportant.
“Dorothea, I don’t have nearly as much dating experience as you. If I were any other guy, I’d probably be making a big deal out of this.” He paused, then changed his tone. “But I’m not other guys. If you give me a good morning kiss every day, I’ll forgive you p>
A good morning kiss? That felt way too intimate.
Dorothea shot him a look, her expression complicated. Latham’s deep eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled.
“I’m not trying to trick you into kissing me. I’m not taking advantage of you. If anything, you’re the one getting the better deal p>
He said it so smoothly, not a hint of embarrassment. “Honestly, it’s just to make Grandma happy p>
“In Grandma’s eyes, aren’t we already a married couple p>
He sounded so reasonable, so matter-of-fact, that Dorothea couldn’t find a single argument.
But she couldn’t agree to this that easily. “Let’s talk about it if Grandma ever brings it up p>
“I have to get up early tomorrow. I’m going to sleep p>
Dorothea slipped under the covers, turning her back to Latham, doing her best to avoid his intense gaze.
Latham’s eyes dimmed a little, the sour feeling in his heart growing stronger. He moved closer to her, closing the distance.
She could feel the heat from his body and edged away. He followed. She scooted to
the edge of the bed, but there was nowhere left to go.
“Latham, how long are you planning to crowd me p>
He let out a low laugh. “Isn’t this my bed? How is it crowded p>
Dorothea was so frustrated she nearly threw off the blanket and went to find another
room. The villa was huge, there had to be an empty room somewhere.
But Latham saw she was genuinely annoyed and quickly wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight. “Alright, alright. Don’t be mad. I’ve been up since five this morning Im really tired p>
Dorothea wasn’t used to falling asleep in someone else’s arms.
But Latham’s arm was locked firmly around her waist, holding her still.
She ended up facing him. Even though his eyes were closed, his warm breath was
so close that if she wasn’t careful, their breaths would mix.
Dorothea tried to turn over, but Latham stopped her.
“Come on, be good. I’m exhausted. Let’s sleep, okay, honey?” His voice was soft and gentle, like they were actually in love.
Dorothea’s cheeks burned. Luckily, Latham’s handsome face looked peaceful, his breathing slow and steady, as if he’d already fallen asleep.
Only then did she dare to really look at him.
His sharp features had softened, completely relaxed. He smelled faintly of fresh body wash the same scent she used.
The blanket barely covered half of
him. His eyes, usually so mesmerizing, were closed. They
were so close that she could see the tiny mole just above the corner of his eye.
His chest was bare, muscles defined and smooth, not an ounce of fat.
And under his collarbone, a clear tattoo.
Dorothea bit her lip, her mind wandering. She tried to remember if anyone at that party had a name starting with W. After thinking it over,
the only fame she could come up with was Wade.
But Wade didn’t seem connected to Latham at all.
Lost in her thoughts, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier until she finally drifted off
to sleep.
Latham, who had seemed completely asleep, suddenly opened his eyes. The corners of his mouth lifted into a smile he couldn’t hide.
He leaned in and pressed a quick, soft kiss to her lips, then laughed quietly.
Silly girl. How long would it take for her to realize he liked her?
Albert put his phone down, feeling all kinds of complicated.
Just as he expected, when he tried calling again, he found himself blocked.