บททั้งหมดของ Trading My Cheating Husband For My Best Friend's Husband : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Katrina's POVHis mouth was on mine before I could breathe, devouring and claiming every inch of my lips without a single remorse. My heart raced faster and harder as I found myself melting into it, biting on his bottom lips with equal desire, rather than slapping him instinctively. But what if Adrian walked in on us? What would I do? I can't ruin everything now.Snapping out of those thoughts, I immediately pushed at his chest with a flushed face, "Christian, s-stop. They're right outside."He didn't stop though, he chuckled at the panicked look on my face. His hand slid up my back, fingers trailing across my back in a slow, sensual way, pulling me closer until my breasts intentionally pressed against his chest."You should know that I don't care by now, Kitten," he mumbled against my lips."B-but your wife—”He kissed me again. Deeper this time, as if annoyed at the mention of “his wife”. I moaned softly as his tongue slid against mine effortlessly, the taste of something minty an

Katrina's POV"Let's wait a bit," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. The cold from the lake was starting to bite through my skin, but that wasn't why I was shaking. Sarah's face kept flashing at the back of my head; that smug smile on her perfectly sculptured face as she held up my photo album like it was a joke. "I'm not ready to go back in there yet."Christian's jaw tightened, like he was fighting himself to believe me. "You sure? You're shivering.""I'm sure." I nodded, pulling my knees up on the dock, hugging them. "Besides, after everything that just happened in there, I'd rather freeze out here."He exhaled through his nose, then hand found my shoulder, gently squeezing it. I held back a moan as the heat from his palm eased the cold skin there. My nipples hardened instantly against my wrapped arms, and I bit the inside of my cheek."Fine." He sat down next to me, his thigh pressed against mine. "But if you get hypothermia, I'm carrying you over my shoulders whether you li

Katrina's POV How bad could it be there? Pull yourself together Katrina. Don't let them make you act early.I took a deep breath as I moved barefeet through the hallway leading towards the cabin's main room. My towel was still wrapped around my shoulders, and some strands of my hair still stuck to my skin, making me shiver a bit as the cold breeze nibbed at my body.But that wasn't what stopped me cold. It was the sounds that reached me.Thankfully, it wasn't…”that” sound.Sarah's laughter drifted through the atmosphere in a sweet, light tone, then muffled voices followed afterwards. Adrian's was the clearest. I could hear him talking about his work, and his plans to actually work overtime with some new recruits.I stopped at the doorway, clenching my jaws as my eyes moved towards the direction of their voices.They were seated at the dining table like it was any other night. I could see two plates on the table from where I stood, then cloth napkins, a bottle of wine between themsel

Katrina's POV I held back a breath and looked up to meet their eyes. Adrian was still recovering from the burn and kept to himself for now, and Sarah was too jealous to notice anything different, going through her phone to mask her emotions. But when I stole a glance at Christian, he didn't have any look in his face to give him away, but I recognised that smirk from anywhere. That hungry tease smiling back at me for an invitation. As I held back another breath and felt a shudder up my skin, his hand slid along my thigh, slowly but teasingly, as if daring me to say a word about it or push him away. Shit, he took Sarah's words seriously. I quickly looked away, not daring to move or speak as I forced myself to stab through the leftover pasta, trying to keep my face neutral from giving me away instantly. I could feel his cold fingers as they dragged across my heated legs, making my legs instinctively widen to his touch for more. And just as his fingers slipped into the he

Katrina’s POVDinner ended the way all bad dinners end. And that's with everyone pretending the food was a five star delicacy and the growing awkwardness didn't exist.Leo pushed back from the table first, rubbing his eyes with both fists and mumbling something about being tired. Sarah cooed at him, offered to tuck him in, but I was already on my feet."I've got it," I said, not bothering to hide the cold look in my eyes.Sarah's lips pressed into a thin line, but she didn't argue. At least she was smart to know when to stay away most times.Without another word, I took Leo's hand and led him down the hallway, feeling Christian's eyes on my back the whole way.Leo's room was small—just a twin bed with a quilt I'd bought at a market years ago and a window that looked out at the lake. I helped him brush his teeth, helped him into his pajamas, and tucked the blanket up to his chin."Mommy?" His voice was small and sleepy as he turned slowly to me."Yeah, baby?""Are you mad at me?"The