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.

that really weren't for

up. He'd suspected something between Peter and Jenkins, but knowing they'd already

voice beside him broke his

a little nod, barely realizing he'd

Oh, he definitely did.

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

Just as he was about to turn away,

back a few steps, stammering, "What…what are

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

"What's with you? You're a girl—don't you know

just shrugged. "It's a normal, healthy thing. What's there

at him more closely. "Or don't you

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

still innocent when it

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

and gently pushed her back towards his

looking for you. Don't you really

red, but he tried to keep his tone steady. "We're not there yet! Maybe when you

nineteen. He was right; she was

for my

know when to

could barely look at her.

around, pushing her into his room before she could look back. "Get in there and sleep. Quit with