Billionaire's Match

Chapter 396 Khloe pressed a soft kiss to Nick's lips. "You're so sweet. Ate a lot of sugar?" The moment she pulled away, Nick kissed her again. This time, it wasn't the deep, lingering kiss from before- just a gentle, teasing suck. "Then you can taste it more." Khloe couldn't take it. How could he manage to look at that impossibly cold, stoic face and still reduce her to mush? "I'm hungry," she said, pouting and blinking at him. "But I still... don't want to move." It was dark, and they hadn't even turned on the lights.

Neither of them wanted to leave the other's side, nor rise from the sofa. Khloe had only removed her coat-she hadn't even changed clothes. "Fine, then I'll make you dinner," Nick said, starting to get up, only to have Khloe tug on his arm. "You're the patient. You can't overexert yourself. I'd feel bad if you cooked for me," she murmured playfully, nibbling his ear. Heat rose to his ears and surged through him. He quickly pressed her arm against his chest. "Don't feel bad. I want to." Though he said he wanted to, there was no intention of leaving.

knew he was easily teased. The doctor had already warned them repeatedly: no strenuous activity. She immediately turned, grabbing her phone. "We'll just order food delivery," she said. He was interrupted but undeterred. Wrapping her against him, he pulled her close. "I want to check out the options too." "What do you want

on forever, so Khloe made the decision herself. While waiting for the delivery, they stayed cocooned together on the sofa. Nick's tall, broad frame made lying together feel even more intimate than a bed. At first, Khloe had felt cramped, but gradually, the sheer safety of it overwhelmed any discomfort. It was as if he wanted to press her into him completely, every inch. A few months until winter, they thought. Maybe they should just sleep

390 +25 Bonus game. The message preview appeared, and Nick caught sight of it too. [Khloe, you looked so beautiful today...] The air instantly chilled. She turned to explain to him, but his fingers had already opened