His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 511

Niamh’s eyes flew wide open.

Elmer’s handsome face hovered just inches from hers, his eyes crinkling into crescent moons, as if he’d just tasted something impossibly sweet. That smile was almost intoxicating.

Her chest tightened with nervous anticipation.

She and Elmer had known each other for years—years that had always simmered with unspoken attraction. But this was the first time Elmer had ever pinned her against the sofa.

“Nia... there’s something I want you to know...”

His breath, warm and hurried, brushed her ear. “I’m not lacking in stamina, you know.”

If it weren’t for the compromising position, Niamh might have laughed out loud at that. As it was, she could only hear the frantic drumming of her own heart.

As Elmer caught sight of pink blooming across her pale cheeks, he felt his mouth go dry. He’d always prided himself on being a gentleman, but Niamh looked too tempting for restraint.

He gently cupped her face in his hands, and Niamh instinctively held her breath.

She should have pushed him away. But she didn’t want to hurt him either.

She knew Elmer liked her. And she knew he was the kind of man she could love, too.

But she’d never thought of her feelings for Elmer as love—not really. Especially now, so soon after divorcing Jonathan, she wasn’t ready to open her heart again.

Niamh squeezed her eyes shut.

Suddenly, a memory flashed: just last night, she’d been pinned to the sofa as well.

But it hadn’t been Elmer.

It had been Jonathan.

Niamh braced herself, sure Elmer was about to kiss her.

But after a moment, she realized he had let her go.

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