My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 1267

When Armand did not budge, Genevieve proceeded to help him take his shirt off. “Lift your arms so I can get this sweater off, and don't you dare suggest we take our baths separately again. Do you understand?”

He bent over and lifted his arms obligingly. “Weren't you the one who suggested it in the first place?” he asked, chuckling in amusement.

She glared at him.

Armand was tall and lean to begin with, and the sweater hung from his frame like a designer piece.

He was getting more attractive as he aged, his demeanor more composed and refined.

Physique-wise, his workout and training regime had accorded him muscles in all the right places. He looked trimmed and strong without coming off as exaggeratedly muscular.

Genevieve especially loved seeing him in suits.

Now that he had his shirt off, she could appreciate his well-defined chest, and she was obsessed with the sensation of his muscles coiling under his smooth skin.

She caressed his chest with her fingertips for a while longer, then planted a tentative kiss on his collarbone. “I'd take a bite out of you if I could.”

with her. He placed a soft towel over the bathroom sink counter and effortlessly hoisted her

and wrapped an arm around his neck, grumbling, “What is

be less taxing on

I both know that any position, regardless of where we

she affectionately caressed

sported a chiseled jawline and deep-set features. Whenever he looked at

on his guard like

with a chuckle, “Who would have thought

Armand.

bald patches, like a bunch of middle-aged geezers. You're the fairest of them all, and I'm lucky to have married a hot husband like you.” With that, she tipped her face up and kissed

had gone cold from being left untouched for too

making sure the temperature

tub and said

“Coming right up.”

a few bottles of liquor and fruit cordial from the fridge,

and brought them to the upstairs

cocktail and took

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