Chapter 192
My husband... Taylor was pleased with this title.
He leaned in for a kiss, catching a faint hint of alcohol on her lips. Whether it was the mingling sweetness that made it irresistible, or simply his desire to gauge her mood through a kiss, he let it linger for a while.
After pulling back, Taylor nuzzled her cheek. "Had a few drinks?"
"A little, not much. I called to ask you to be my designated driver, but the call got hung up. Honestly, it was a bit upsetting."
"Sorry about that."
Natalie smiled gently. "Your apology seems sincere, and I don't smell another woman's perfume on you, so I'll let it slide."
Taylor, enchanted by her playful demeanor, leaned in for another kiss. He grinned. "Why are you so irresistible?"
"Women who are spoiled tend to have better tempers and be a bit more adorable."
"Is that so?"
Natalie nodded earnestly. "Yes. So, Mr. Jones, I hope that when it comes to anything involving Bethany, you can explain it to me immediately, like today.
"I won't be ma

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