The traffic light turned red at the intersection ahead.

Noah stopped the car and said dryly, “My future wife can look after Holly if I get married again. What’s the matter? Are you worried that someone might abuse her?”

Then, he leaned over and looked at her.

Gwynn merely remained quiet.

Resting her cheeks on her seat, some strands of her hair fell on her arm. Actually, they fell on top of his shirt, but that didn’t stop the tingling and arousing sensation from reaching into his bones.

He couldn’t help but lower his head to see if he had a boner.

Twenty minutes later, he pulled his black Maybach up outside her apartment. He didn’t follow her upstairs. Instead, he asked her out on Sunday.

She didn’t agree to it on the spot.

His lips curved a little as he said, “Don’t worry about it. We’re just having a meal together as a family. I won’t bring anyone else this Sunday!” Then, he added, “I hope you’ll pay me the same respect too!”

She responded by opening the car door and ge