NovelEnglishShe was clearly in good spirits, Everett could feel it.
But that wasn't his main concern at the moment. What really worried him was whether Quincy had managed to deliver the antidote to Dorothy.
He had lost himself earlier, too caught up in physical desires, without considering whether Dorothy could withstand it...
After taking a shower, she insisted on walking back by herself, but Everett wouldn't have it and carried her back to bed instead.
Dorothy was truly exhausted and fell asleep in Everett's arms shortly after.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven though he felt drowsy himself, he couldn't bring himself to close his eyes.
The woman in his arms was as calm and docile as a kitten, her breathing steady, and a unique fragrance emanating from her hair.
Everett dared not sleep, his hand gently stroking her slender back, over and over again.
He feared waking up in a hospital the next day.
And then Kevin telling him it was all a hallucination, that his condition had flared up last night causing him to hallucinate...
Dorothy had similar thoughts, didn't she? The next day, she was awakened by the rustling footsteps outside. Rubbing her eyes open, the memories of last night slowly cback to her. She quickly looked beside her- Though Everett wasn't there, his pillow and the indent on his side of the bed were proof enough that someone had been there.
Dorothy felt relieved, she leaned over, inhaling the scent on the blanket.
Maybe it was all in her head, but she could swear she could still smell Everett's presence in the air on his side of the bed! Lingering in bed for a while longer, she finally got up and left the bedroom.
Outside, Everett had already prepared breakfast, and Abigail and Langston were sitting at the dining table, eagerly waiting to start the meal. Abigail was the first to notice her.
"Mommy! You gotta try the peanut butter toast Dad made, it's so yummy!" Such a sweet tooth she was, liking anything sweet, wonder who she got that from...
"Sure." Dorothy walked over, lifting her gaze to meet Everett's deep eyes.
His tall figure stood in the kitchen, almost filling up the small space with his presence. "Good morning." Dorothy nodded, moving forward to take the plate from his hands, "Your clothes..." "Kevin dropped them off a while ago." He had slept without pajamas last night.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut obviously, he couldn't go to work like that! "Did he ask you anything else?" Dorothy was a bit curious.
Everett's fingers paused, his thick eyebrows lifting, "No, should he have?" "Was there something he should ask?" His overnight stay here naturally meant they had reconciled.
Wouldn't Kevin be curious about their sudden reconciliation? "He's used to it." That was true.
Kevin had grown accustomed to their on-again, off-again relationship. Even if they broke up the next second and got back togetel.8 tomorrow, it wouldn't surprise him. en.swhovelsDorothy blinked, couldn't help but laugh.
"Being your secretary must be tough." "Yes, if he ever quits, I'd be in a difficult position."
Everett walked out of the dining room, putting out a chair for Dorothy, then grabbed a napkin to wipe the peanut butter off their daughter's mouth, softly saying, "Chew slowly, okay?" Abigail nodded, taking another big bite!
He gently ruffled his daughter's soft hair, his actions full of patience, even when Abigail gat peanut butter on her nose again, Everett just gently wiped it off. én.sw Watching him, Dorothy softly asked, "Is the password for Bay Residence still the same?"
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