He slipped his hand under the covers
, his voice softening.
âReally?
Iâll find out when we have your checkup.
â
Melissa pushed his hand away.
âWhat do you think youâre doing?â
At first, she wasnât feeling up for getting frisky, but he persisted.
He had a way of putting her at ease.
Eventually, she found herself disheveled and on the verge of tears as he held her close.
Lightly tugging at her thin pajamas, he murmured, âAre you going to challenge me again?â
Melissa nibbled her Lip.
âs BunnyBookery
She lifted her head and planted a ki*s on his chin.
Even though she didnât speak, he knew what she meant.
Grinning, he teased, âYouâre really craving me, huh?â
Resting against his shoulder, she scoffed, âCut it out, you jerk!â
Then they went at it again.
Afterward, she didnât dare provoke him anymore.
She got up and headed to clean upâ¦
When she returned, she found Marcus leaning against the bed.
He held the letter in his hand.
Melissa walked over, pulled back the covers, and snuggled into his arms.
Looking down at her, he asked softly, âYou still holding onto this.
Are you thinking about taking the offer?â
She quipped, âYeah, Iâm all in!â
He ki*sed her and inquired, âWhat about us and our little one if you leave?â
She just smiled and said nothing.
After a moment of silence, Marcus suddenly spoke up again.
âHey, donât stress.
If you want to take it, go for it! Bring some pals along.
Iâll fly out every weekend to see you.
And when youâre ready to quit, weâll tie the knot.
â
To her surprise, he was all for her taking the offer.
But she kept her plan to herself, letting him believe she still fancied working in Heron.
It felt kind of nice to have a little control over him.
Feeling content, Melissa snuggled into bed and pulled him close.
âIâm beat!â
Marcus joined her, gazing at her sleepy face.
âMelissa, Iâm serious! I mean it.
If youâre set on going, Iâm behind you all the way.
â
She switched off the light and planted a soft ki*s on his cheek in the dark.
âI know.
â