Chapter 424 – Beginning with a Daring Encounter

Did she just say ‘just’? Did that mean she wasn’t wearing any undies? He shut his eyes tightly as he tried to get rid of the different images of her that were coming up in his brain.

As if knowing the effect her words were having on him, Jade stretched out on the bed and moaned softly, “My whole body aches. I think I need a deep tissue massage,” Jade said, and Harry could bet she was out to get him. But what was her plan? To seduce him?

“Do you have any plans for the evening?” Jade asked when he remained silent after some time.

“Yes. I have a dinner reservation for 7 PM,” he said, making Jade’s heart skip a beat.

“Dinner reservation? Aura is there already?” She asked, trying not to sound too concerned about it even if it troubled her greatly.

“Aura?” Harry asked with a slight frown before remembering who she was talking about, “No. Not Aurora. My dad and I are having dinner with Benne and his Jewel by 7 pm,” he explained, and Jade let out the breath she had been holding.

“And you couldn’t just say it was with Benne and Celsie? You made it sound like you were going on a date,” Jade complained in a pouty tone, which Harry did not miss.

“Why does it sound like you are worried about who I’m having dinner with?” Harry asked curiously.

“Wouldn’t you be concerned if you heard I was having a dinner date with someone?” Jade responded to Harry’s question with a question instead, making his brows pull together.

“Am I supposed to be? Do you want me to be concerned about who you go out with?” Harry asked, and Jade laughed softly when she realized that neither of them was willing to answer the other’s question directly.

“Well, I don’t know about you, but I am concerned. I suddenly feel jealous at the thought of you having a dinner date with another female. Maybe it’s because of the dream I had,” Jade said on a light note, but Harry’s heart skipped a beat at the mention of the dream.

“I haven’t given you the details of the dream yet, have I?” Jade asked, and Harry cleared his throat.

He didn’t want to know. “Jade…”

“Yeah, that was how you called my name in my dream before you kissed me,” Jade said, and Harry was sure he was going to have a heart attack if he didn’t stop her from speaking any further.

“So in my dream, we were back at my home. It was almost exactly as it was four years ago when we first met,” Jade went on without letting him say anything or interrupt her.

“The only difference this time is I wasn’t wearing a sweater or jeans trouser. I was putting on a red sexy see-through lace satin nightgown…” Jade said in a sultry voice and paused as she waited for her words to sink in and for him to get a clear mental image of it.

“I was only wearing a pair of black g-strings underneath it, without a bra…”

After having seen her in various stages of undress, it was so easy for this image to form in his head. And this made all blood in his veins that should be flowing to his brain with oxygen go in the opposite direction to somewhere between his legs.

Harry took a deep breath. “Jade, this conversation is inappropriate,” he complained weakly even though his voice had sounded stern in his brain before he uttered them.

“I’m only narrating what happened in my dream. We both acted very inappropriately and immorally in my dream, and maybe after hearing the details, you’ll understand why I don’t like the thought of you having dinner with another female,” Jade said, and he could hear the smile in her voice. She was actually having fun.

“Why are you telling me all this?” Harry asked, even though he had already figured out that she was messing with him.

“You are the only person I can talk to about it since it involves us both. Who else should I tell about this? Benne?” She asked innocently, and Harry cringed at the thought of Jade telling Benne something like this. Even though it was just a dream, he couldn’t help feeling embarrassed.

When he didn’t respond, she took that as a sign to go ahead, so she continued, “You were putting on just your pajamas pant without a shirt, and we were both relaxed on the loveseat seeing a late-night movie alone in the living room while sipping from our mug of chocolate.”

“What movie were we seeing?” Harry asked, wanting to see if she was making it up.

“I can’t exactly remember what movie it was since I spent most of the time staring at you than I did gazing at the television,” Jade said, and a sigh escaped Harry’s lips since he could imagine just how she had been staring at him.

“Halfway through it, you turned to me abruptly and said… You have chocolate stains around your lips,” Jade said in a breathless voice.

“I tried to lick it off, but you stopped me and said… Let me help you,” Jade whispered, and Harry closed his eyes as he wondered why he was yet to hang up the call.

It was quite glaring that she was tempting him or trying to seduce him or do something with the phone call, so why couldn’t he hang up?

He didn’t want to hear what she was saying, but at the same time, he was curious to hear everything she was saying. With Jade, it was a constant battle of wanting and not wanting to want her because there had never been a time when he didn’t want her.

“You leaned towards me and brushed it off with your thumb while gazing deeply into my eyes, and then I took your hand, lifted it to my lips, and slowly sucked on your thumb,” Jade said, her voice was as soft as a whisper now, caressing and washing over Harry.

Harry sucked in a breath, “Jade…”

“Yeah, that was how you called my name huskily when you pulled your thumb away and replaced it with your lips…”

Harry groaned inwardly, “Why are you doing this? What do you want from me, Jade?” Harry asked, and Jade smiled.

“I want to live rent-free in your head, and your…”

“What are you doing in here?” Aaron asked as he opened the door and stood in the doorway.

“Talk to you later,” Harry said as he quickly hung up the call before she could say anything else, relieved that his father had come in when he did.

“Nothing. I was just taking a look at all the bedrooms,” Harry said without meeting his father’s gaze.

“You weren’t home when I got in. Where were you?” Harry asked as he picked up his jacket and tie from the bed before heading for the door.

Aaron hid his smile when his eyes fell on the bed that had been lain on, and he walked further into the bedroom, walking past Harry, who seemed very flustered, “I was taking a stroll around the neighborhood. By the way, why does this place smell like a lady was in here recently?” Aaron observed as he sniffed the air dramatically, and Harry, who had gotten to the door, stiffened as he turned to look at his father.

“A lady?” He asked, feigning ignorance.

“Yes. Did you have a female visitor?” Aaron asked as he walked over to the bathroom and looked around.

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