His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 787

“What did you say?” Niamh asked, not catching Flynn’s mumbled words.

“Nothing, nothing! I’ll check the flights and book the first one I can get.”

“Sounds good.”

After Niamh hung up, she found Jonathan staring at her, his eyes as sharp as a hawk’s. “What is it?”

“Do you really trust me so little?”

“...Huh?” Niamh was completely baffled by his question.

The bright living room light cast his handsome, angular face in sharp relief, highlighting his superior bone structure. “I finally get you all to myself, and you just had to call Flynn over.”

His tone was laced with complaint, which made Niamh laugh. “You say that as if you sent Marlin and the others away not for their protection, but just to get me alone.”

As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized that they were, in fact, the only two people in the house.

The next second, he was closing in on her. Niamh was sitting on the sofa, and Jonathan leaned over, bracing one hand on the cushions. Any further and he would have her pinned. “You’ve just reminded me… before Flynn gets here to ruin everything, we can have our time alone right now.”

A charming half-smile played on his lips, and his eyes sparkled like jewels. Niamh felt herself enveloped by his masculine presence. Her body temperature began to rise, and her heart unconsciously picked up its pace.

“Are you trying to seduce me again?” she asked, doing her best to keep her voice steady. The last thing she wanted was for him to know his seduction was working, even just a little.

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