Chapter: 365
Alicia felt a tingling in her lips. “I'm off to shower, Monica," she replied and quickly left the room.
Once in the bathroom, Alicia recalled she had already showered in Caden's office earlier that day.
However, to avoid Monica's skeptical gaze, she decided to shower again.
Dressed in the revealing sleepwear Monica had bought her, Alicia returned, her cheeks tinged with red.
Monica, Lounging on the bed and supporting her chin with her hand, eyed Alicia playfully. “Look at that slender waist of yours! Any man would be tempted," she teased.
Alicia giggled and playfully dove onto the bed, wrestling with Monica.
Monica reveled in the contact.
Though they often shared a bed in the past, physical contact was rare. Alicia expected it to be ticklish, but it wasn't.
Pausing, she grabbed Monica's hand and asked seriously, "Want to check under my dress?"
Monica's grin widened mischievously. "Do you want me to?"
Alicia nodded, needing to confirm something.
Monica indulged her for a while before pulling her hand back. "So soft. Can I feel your butt too?"
Alicia declined and slipped under the blanket.
Memories of today's events in Caden's office flooded her mind, puzzling her about why Monica's touch left her unfazed, yet Caden's presence was overwhelmingly stirring.
She bit her lip, feeling trapped by her emotions.
Monica, observing her, teased, “Are you thinking about another man while you're in my bed?"
Alicia's face turned a deeper shade of red, and she buried it under the blanket.
"No," she murmured softly.
Recently, the weather in Warrington had turned quite chilly with significant rainfall. Caden, concerned for Ciara's comfort, suggested she postpone her visit until the weather improved.
Ciara always relied on Caden's judgment in such matters.
On the phone, she cautioned him, “It's getting colder. Make sure you dress warmly. You always seem to be buried in work. Are you taking care of yourself? Are you eating well?"
Perched on the bathtub's edge, Caden assured her as he checked the water temperature, "Don't worry. Everything's under control."
Curious about the background noise, Ciara asked, “What are you up to?"
"Just about to take a bath," Caden responded, glancing towards the door.
Ciara noted, "It's still daylight. Isn't it too early for a bath?"
Caden just smiled silently.
“Grandma, I have to go now," he concluded the call, wrapped a towel around his waist, and headed back to the bedroom.
The bed was disheveled but inviting, with Alicia resting at its heart.
A blanket loosely draped around her waist did little to conceal the intimate marks adorning her legs and back.
Caden's eyes dwelt on those red reminders of their passion.