Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 290

Vivian knitted her brows. “Finnick, you really don’t have to do this for me. You should – ”

She suddenly gasped while her whole body tensed. Finnick’s hand had just drifted past the insides of her thighs.

He stared at her blushing face and chuckled. “Hmm? Vivian, just what are you thinking about?”

Hearing that, her face flushed even redder.

Gritting her teeth, she tried to change the subject. “Nothing. I was just thinking about how uncomfortable it must be for you, with your clothes sticking to your body like that.”

“Oh?” He raised a perfectly sculpted brow at her. There was a wicked look on his face now, a far cry from his normally indifferent expression. “So you’re hoping I would take my shirt off, is that it? You want me to bathe with you?”

“N-no!” Vivian could have bitten her own tongue off. No matter what she said, Finnick would always find a way to twist her words. If that was the case, she might as well keep quiet and accept his care for her.

The minutes ticked by as she watched him clean every inch of her. At last, she could not hold back anymore and blurted, “Finnick, do you really like kids so much?”

He shot her a quick glance, replying, “I only like it because it’s yours.”

could not help the smile that spread across her

down on her abdomen,

one more person to love me; One more person to call kin other than Mom and Finnick; Someone who will rely on me for everything and whom I’ll

she would inevitably think about how difficult it must have been for her own mother to give birth to

Vivian went off to visit her mother. She wanted to tell Rachel

you have your own children.” Now that she really was pregnant, she could understand what her mother meant. She was finally coming to realize just what it meant to be a mother. How

and infant supply store. Unbidden, her footsteps slowed before stopping. She gazed at the small articles

incredibly beautiful or handsome. No matter the gender, it would definitely be more attractive than

her face remained all the way to the door

out her keys

unexpected visitor

Morrison, the heir of the Morrison family and the

lot better now and was able to actually leave the confines of her bed. Presently, she was escorting Benedict to the door with a wide

there but regained his composure soon enough. He greeted

to squeeze out any word. She was taken aback

to our house?