Glancing at Melissa, he found her smiling as she unwrapped the gifts.
Feeling playful, Marcus sat up and snuck behind her, resting his chin on her slender shoulder.
âYou did that on purpose, didnât you?â he teased.
Melissa scoffed.
âMr.
Fowler, youâre overthinking things.
â
Marcus softly touched her waist.
âYou naughty little girl!â
She chuckled, turning to ki*s him.
âHush.
Let me finish these first.
â
Marcus tried his luck.
âFour times.
And not a single time less.
â
He expected rejection but her answer surprised him.
âFine.
Iâm skipping work tomorrow anyway.
â
Whispering in her ear, Marcus shamelessly remarked, âBaby, why do I get the feeling youâve been extra naughty lately? Youâre insatiable.
Who else can satisfy you like I can?â
She leaned against him, feeling at ease.
She chuckled.
âYouâre not too shabby yourself.
Your dirty talk is top-notch.
I dig it.
â
âI appreciate your honesty.
â
The conversation flowed effortlessly between them.
Meanwhile, Melissa unwrapped Shawnâs gift.
Inside were a pair of watches.
They mustâve cost a fortune.
Frowning, Melissa turned to Marcus.
âHow can Shawn afford something like this? Last I checked, he was still a truck driver.
Whereâs this cash coming from? Is he back to his old ways?â
Marcus casually touched his nose at the mention of Shawn.
âAh, heâs been doing well lately.
I tossed him a loan and helped him open a dealership.
â
Melissa probed, âHow much did you lend him?â
Marcus grinned.
âWhat, are you checking the books now, Mrs.
Fowler?â
But he knew he couldnât dodge this conversation.
âTwenty million in total.
Heâs making moves and has promised to pay me back within two years.
â
Pointing at the watches, Melissa sighed.
âEven if heâs raking it in, heâs not saving.
This splurge screams lack of discipline.
Marcus, youâve spoiled him rotten.
â
Marcus chuckled with even more delight.
He reached out to touch her, teasing her with a husky, seductive tone, âYouâre making it sound like heâs my side piece.
How could I handle a big, tough guy Like that? I much prefer a soft, gentle woman like you.
Youâre perfect no matter how I mold you.
â
Feeling his touch, she breathed out, âJust hold on.
Let me finish these first.
â