My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Charles cracked open his door just a bit, watching as a sneaky figure slipped into the guest room next door.

Wait—wasn't that Peter?

Groggy and confused, Charles wondered what Peter was doing, sneaking into the guest room instead of staying in his own.

Curious, he stepped closer, pressing his ear to the door. Voices trickled through.

A girl's surprised gasp: "Peter, what are you doing?"

It was Jenkins.

Then came Peter's low, creepy chuckle. "What do you think I'm doing in the middle of the night? Jenkins, we're together now—no need to tiptoe around anymore…"

Jenkins sounded alarmed. "No, wait, I—"

Her protest was quickly muffled, followed by a soft thud as if someone had been tossed onto the bed.

Peter released her, and Jenkins spoke up again, sounding indignant. "This is the Olsen house, Peter! You're not scared at all? What if someone catches us?"

"You're my girlfriend. Why does it matter if anyone finds out? Besides, this isn't the first time…we've already done it at your place, remember?"

"Stop—don't say that…"

From the sound of it, she was embarrassed and had covered his mouth.

But Peter, emboldened, clearly wasn't about to hold back now.

noises that really weren't for young ears

quickly straightened up. He'd suspected something between Peter and Jenkins, but knowing they'd already gone that far—now,

his thoughts. "Peter sure has

gave a little

Oh, he definitely did.

theirs, and now, the noise level from inside made it clear Peter was putting in quite an

in disbelief. Just as he was about to turn away, he

back a few steps, stammering,

to the door, listening with wide-eyed fascination. "How far along do you think they are?

hotter. "What's with you?

normal, healthy thing. What's there to be

she looked at him more closely. "Or don't you

redder. Growing up abroad, Erin had always been open-minded. To

when

to science for so long, and the most he'd ever done was kiss her. Beyond that?

her helplessly, he took her by the shoulders and gently pushed her back towards his room. "It's late. Go to bed already. Stop causing

looking for you. Don't

tone steady. "We're not there

nineteen. He was right; she was still

Then for my twentieth

really don't know

was almost glowing, and he could

before she could