Justin grimaced. "Be..."


    "I''m just kidding. Look at you." Be gave his cheek a little squeeze, but she was upset because his


    cheeks had sunken. "You look haggard. Are you trying to make me feel sorry for you?" Justin


    interlocked his fingers with hers and fell silent, the tear stains fromst night still evident on his face.


    After much consideration, he decided not to talk about it. Instead, he sealed her lips and engaged in a


    lingering kiss.


    He would remember the hurt and pain for her and make it up to her for the rest of his life.


    ...


    Carrie woke up to learn Justin and Be were there. Her face lit up with joy.


    She wanted to check on Be, but Ryan held her from behind. "Give Be and Justin some time alone,


    my dear wife. They had it rough."


    "Uh... But I miss Be." Carrie''s eyes sparkled with anticipation.


    "Don''t you miss me?"


    Ryan turned his wife around to face him and gave her a sad look. "I didn''t sleep a winkst night. Don''t


    you miss me?"


    "Uh... I see you every day." Carrie looked confused.


    Ryan pouted.


    Oh, no.


    Ryan was still in the honeymoon phase of the rtionship, but Carrie acted like they were an old


    couple now.


    Panicking, Ryan wrapped his arm around Carrie''s waist and locked tongues with her. Carrie melted in


    his arms.


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    Carrie drew back after a moment, a sliver of saliva trailing from her lips.


    "Be good and see Justin and Beter, okay?" Ryan''s fingers rubbed against her moist lips. He was


    pleased with her bashful and intimate response. "Alright then."


    With the kiss taking her breath away, Carrie said meekly, "I''ll make Be a cake. She has a sweet


    tooth. I''ll deliver the cake to herter."


    Since Carrie wanted to show off her baking skills, Ryan would make sure everything was in order.


    Once Yasmin prepared the ingredients and tools, Carrie rolled up her sleeves, put on an apron, and


    worked like a busy bee in the kitchen. Ryan could not get enough of her.


    "I want some, babe. Feed me." Ryan tilted his bottom on the kitchen counter while leaning toward


    Carrie with an open mouth.


    Having a yful moment, Carrie swiped a lick of butter and wiped it on his chin. She held her belly and


    burst outughing.


    "Oh, my. Someone''s naughty. I''m going to eat you up."


    As the couple fooled around, the doorbell rang.


    "Huh? Are you expecting a guest, Ryan?" Carrie blinked in surprise in Ryan''s embrace.


    Ryan furrowed his brows.


    First of all, Ryan rarely met guests at home. Secondly, only a handful knew where his home was.


    "Yasmin, go and see who it is," Ryan instructed solemnly.


    "Sure thing, Mr. Hoffman."


    Yasmin went to check it out.


    However, she was not back for a long while.


    The sudden thud in the hallway scared them.


    "Wait here, Carrie. I''ll go and check it out."


    Ryan walked into the living room and gasped sharply at the visitor.


    Yasmin, who was trained professionally, was pinned down against the wall by a handsome man.


    "This ce is pretty sweet. I like it."


    Drew narrowed his eyes and looked around. When his gaze finally fell on Ryan''s puzzled face, he


    curled his lips. "Maybe I should get a property here, and we can be neighbors."