He Heard Every Thought I Had About His Body Chapter 07
By the time the reunion wrapped up, my face was still warm.
Warren looked a little awkward too as he followed behind me.
God, those pecs. That perfect curve. I just wanna sink
my teeth in. Chomp chomp chomp chomp.
Wait. Was he hard just now?
Warren suddenly cleared his throat.
“We should get going.”
“Cora!” Tara popped out of nowhere and gave my butt a loud smack.
She grinned when my face turned even redder.
“Leaving already? Come grab a drink with us!”
I fought the urge to rub the sore spot.
I shook my head.
“I’m tired.”
…My butt. It’s been smacked clean in half.
No, wait. Butts are already in two halves. Left and right.
But what if they were top and bottom instead? Would
they make little pop–pop sounds every time walked?
you
Warren shot a pointed glare at Tara’s hand.
Then, without a word, he edged a little closer and quietly positioned himself behind me, shielding my back from view.
When we got home, Rosa had prepared a late–night snack for us.
It wasn’t even that late yet.
I still ate it anyway.
It was so good I completely forgot about Warren.
By the time I went upstairs, he was already in the shower.
I was putting away our clothes when I happened to
glance at the phone glowing on the nightstand.
Since when did Warren start using font that huge? Was
his eyesight going?
Before I even realized, I’d already finished the
message on the screen.
It was from Cole.
[A marriage without love never lasts.]
[You’ve known Cora since you were kids, and she still
never fell in love with you. What makes you think a marriage will change that?]
[Warren, stop lying to yourself. You’re only holding
her back. Divorce her while you still can.]
I stared at the screen for a few seconds.
Then Rosa called me downstairs.
She’d made mango coconut pudding.
The cool, silky dessert melted in my mouth, filled with
sweet mango and creamy coconut.
It was so good that even if Cole had dropped dead
beside me, I probably wouldn’t have noticed.
The moment Warren stepped out of the shower, he reached for his phone.
The screen was dark.
Before getting into the shower, he’d deliberately set
his screen to never turn off.
A satisfied smile tugged at his lips.
If Cole was bold enough to send a message like that,
then Warren was more than happy to let Cora see it.
He had no intention of replying anyway.
He unlocked his phone. Then he froze.
Under Cole’s arrogant text, a new reply had appeared –just a few words.
[We’re going to bed. Don’t bother us.]