Chapter 75: Chapter 75
Chapter 75: Good in bed
Finally, someone is being sincere with himself. Now tell me, how do you feel?" Tyler let out a low chuckle.
"Relieved that you won't chase after her anymore," Jacob said, cracking his knuckles while giving him a dirty look.
Tyler shifted on the couch. "So why aren't you making any move on her?"
"I'm scared that I might not be able to keep her happy," Jacob replied, smoothing his hair back with his palm.
"You can. You have always been a kind and caring person, and I'm sure she will be happy with you. Dude, you need to make time for romance and stop wallowing your time on investigations," Tyler advised.
''I have heard you. I will give Andrea a call, but don't you ever say I'm wasting my time investigating Jennica's whereabouts," Jacob warned.
Tyler raised his hands in defeat. "Fine, I take back what I said. I'm starving. What should we eat?" he said, rubbing his palms together.
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After checking into the hotel, Andrea went into the bathroom to have a nice shower while Sean stayed with the twins, silently watching them nap.
The sound of Andrea's phone ringing on the nightstand boomed loudly in the room. Sean stretched out his hand and picked up her phone, glancing at the caller ID. A deep line appeared between his brows.
He muted the sounds before it could wake up the kids and returned her phone to the nightstand. Shortly after, Andrea came out in a bathrobe with her black shoulder-length hair damp. She picked up the towel on the bed and used it on her damped hair.
"Jacob called your phone earlier," Sean said.
"Oh," she muttered. She didn't know what to say, knowing Sean didn't get along with Jacob.
"I will call him later," she said, moving closer to him and staring at the twins who were sleeping peacefully. "Sean, we are very lucky. Our daughters are so cute," she smiled at him.
"And you are cuter," he pinched her cheeks and wrapped his arms around her waist. Andrea lowered her gaze, staring at him, the water from her hair dripping on Sean's cheeks.
He placed his head on her chest and let out a loud sigh. Being in her embrace makes him feel fulfilled and relaxed.
"What are you doing?" Andrea questioned frantically, staring down at the man snuggled on her chest like a kid.
"Can we just remain like this forever?" he asked, raising his head and kissing her lips.
"You are such a child! Let me go. I have to dry up my hair before I catch a cold," she said, peeling his fingers from her waist.
"Let me help you with that." He got up, placed his hand around her shoulder, and ushered her to the seat by the mirror.
Andrea plopped down on the seat. Sean took the towel from her and gently cleaned up her damped hair with it.
She stared at him through his reflection from the mirror. The serious look on his face as he ran his fingers into her hair made her chuckle.
"Mr. Wilson, you are so unbelievable sometimes,"
"Stop moving around. You are such a busybody." he scolded, placing his hand firmly on her shoulders.
"Oh really? Then that makes us two. If I'm a busybody, then you are something worse than that. Who insisted he wants to help me dry up my hair?" She grumbled with pouting lips.
Sean stopped his movement and threw the towel to the ground. He swiftly turned the chair around, raised her chin slightly, and captured her lips.
Andrea wrapped an arm around his neck, and Sean lifted her up in his arms and placed her on the couch.
He let go of her lips, both of them panting heavily, trying to catch their breaths. "Let's take this off," Sean said in a husky voice. His eyes lingered on her bathrobe.
He pulled the robe and lowered his head to the nape of her neck, sucking on her collarbone hungrily. He drew in a deep breath, filling himself up with her scent.
A moan escaped her lips, and she looked away from him shyly after her earlier action.
Sean smirked sinisterly and brought his lips to her ear, his warm breath caressing her cheek. "Not fair; your moan is a total turn-on," he whispered into her ear in a seductive tone.
Andrea's face flushed red in embarrassment. Sean lowered his head back to her body, his lips going below her chest.
She shut her eyes, the pleasure consuming her. Just as the couple were lost in the moment, the loud noise of a baby crying interrupted.
They both exchanged glances before he got up from her and straightened up, while Andrea fixed her bathrobe as she walked towards the bed, taking Pearl into her embrace. "What is it, baby? Go to sleep is very late," she coaxed her in a gentle tone.
Sean let out a sigh as he went into the bathroom to quench the igniting fire in his body.
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The noise of someone knocking on the door continuously reverberated into the bedroom. Andrea slowly peeled her eyes open and rubbed her eyeballs groggily, trying to adjust to the brightness of the room.
She could hear both Sean's and Elena's voices, so she sprang out of bed, put on her slippers, and walked towards the living room, where she found Sean guiding the door while telling Elena off.
"Lena, what are you doing here so early in the morning?" She asked in a hoarse voice while itching her messy-looking hair.
"Oh, I see what's going on. Once you are done, meet me up in the lobby. Let's have breakfast together. I believe there's a lot of catching up to do," she said, giving her a suggestive smile before walking away.
Sean shut the door and turned to Andrea. "Are you planning on telling her that I'm your husband?" he inquired.
Andrea smiled. "I told her the previous day."
"You did the right thing then; after all, it won't be nice when she hears it from someone else," he said as he went back to the couch facing his laptop.
"You are at it again, aren't you? Have you ever been away from work like for once in your life?" she couldn't help but question as she narrowed her eyes at him as if trying to read his mind.
"I haven't, but at least I'm on it now that I have a family of my own," he said, shrugging his shoulders.
"Fair enough! But remember one thing: we came here on a trip, not to change the location of your office," she smiled sarcastically as she raked her fingers into her hair.
"I love it when you take charge. Who dares argue with the almighty Andrea Graham?"Sean let out a low chuckle as he teased her. '' Go wash your face and come have your breakfast."
Andrea came out shortly after drying her face with a clean towel, and Sean tapped the space next to him, gesturing for her to take a seat.
"No. You are having breakfast alone. Lena is waiting for me in the lobby.
"Come here," he beckoned, and Andrea moved closer to him frantically. He tapped his palm on his thigh and looked up at her. Seeing the hesitant look on her face, he reached forward and pulled her down on his thigh.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and placed his head on her back. "Don't stay out too long, or I will come look for you myself," he hushed.
Immediately, she turned around to cast a glance at him. He stole a kiss from her before releasing his arm from her waist.
Andrea got to the lobby and luckily spotted Elena waving her hand at her. She beamed sweetly as she quickly made her way over to the table and sat down opposite her.
"Peach, just look at you. You look ten times prettier, and your skin is on point. Mr. Wilson must be taking good care of you, and I'm sorry for interrupting you two earlier," Elena said, sticking out her tongue cutely.
Andrea let out a laugh. "You must be mistaken; we were not in the middle of something," she said nonchalantly.
"Oh, really? Why were you in a bathrobe? Your hair was extremely messy, like you were on it all night long".
Andrea's face turned red in embarrassment at how Elena was brazen about the topic. "Stop spouting nonsense. That's because it was Sean who helped me dry up my hair, and that's why it was looking like that."
"Fine, I will stop forcing you to admit it, but tell me something quickly. Is Mr. Wilson good in bed?"
Andrea froze and gulped down her saliva with great difficulty. ''I have no idea."
Elena's jaw almost fell from shock; she could see the look of sincerity in Andrea's eyes. "I don't get it. Why? Are the both of you saving it for your wedding night or what??