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33. Long Night*

Author: Oluwayemisi
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-05 18:07:41
Nicole's POV

"Please pass the salt."

"Not you! Loise Darling, could you please pass the salt?" I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as I pushed the sprinkler towards Loise so she could pick it up easily.

Acting like this since he got home and I didn't know whether to scold him for being childish or appreciate the effort he was putting into expressing himself.

"Ms Nicole, could you please pass the salt to daddy? My hand can't reach it," Loise called me out of my thoughts and I turned to see her sticking her tongue out at her father.

This was the real childishness and I was happy that she was expressing herself.

"But he doesn't want me to pass it," I did the same, sticking out my tongue as I took the sprinkler.

"Nicole, please hand me the salt."

"Sure," I did so, shivering upon contact as his fingers brushed the back of my hand, reminding me again of what could have almost happened at the office earlier today.

I withdrew my hand and shook it off my mind, winking at Loise before we continu
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Guys, did you notice that I put the asterisks here? Let's see how the sensual tension continues in chapter 34 Please leave a comment. Thank you

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