Chapter 948

“How could you give Ron’s number to her?” Keira scolded Hayden. “I’m telling you, Lena will actually go through with this idea.”

He chuckled, massaging Keira’s legs as he replied, “Between Lena and Aaron, one’s an ostrich and the other’s a slow mule. Even though Aaron has made his move, he’s still treading cautiously, afraid of scaring her off, so he’s not making any bold moves yet.”

“If it hadn’t been for Nate, Aaron probably would’ve spent his entire life as a silent admirer. Now that he’s finally confessed, he needs another push to speed things up.”

Hayden’s analysis was so well-constructed that Keira couldn’t argue. But she cared more about what Lena wanted. “What about Lena? Her rejection makes sense. To everyone else, Aaron is her uncle. If they got together, people would gossip and call them cursed by the heavens.”

Even though Keira often joked about her and Aaron, she understood the societal barriers and emotional burdens they would face.

“Aaron has already started paving the way for this,” Hayden said. “He’ll protect her from any fallout. As for Lena, she’s been avoiding her own feelings. This situation might just help her realize who she truly likes.”

This man saw through them both so clearly.

“Well, Mr. Hart, I think you’ve found your true calling,” Keira teased.

Hayden raised an eyebrow. “You mean as a relationship guru?”

“Exactly. Where did you learn all this? Back when we first met, you were clueless. Was that all an act?” Keira playfully brought up old grievances.

“Of course. How else would I have caught you?” He smirked and pulled Keira onto his lap.

Keira had gained five pounds recently, and her belly was visibly rounder. Yet he could still lift her with ease—proof that his gym sessions and muscles weren’t just for show.

Lately, Hayden had been working out even more, either at home or the gym. Keira knew why—he was brimming with energy and had nowhere to channel it.

It was said that pregnancy was the ultimate test of a man’s self-control—ten long months without intimacy.

Keira placed a hand on his abs, feeling the firmness beneath her palm. “They feel even better now.”

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he gulped. “Do you like it?”

“Mm, it’s just a pity I can only touch.” Keira sighed dramatically, feigning regret.

“And what else do you want to do?” His voice had a hoarse edge to it.

Seeing the heat in his eyes, Keira leaned closer to his neck and deliberately exhaled warmly. “I’d like to try a taste.”

His hands tightened around her waist as he caught on to her teasing. “Little troublemaker, don’t push me.”

“And if I do? What will you do about it?” Keira looked up at him innocently.

“What do you think?”

Her hand continued to roam up his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles. “I have no idea.”

“Really? No idea at all?” He caught her hand and buried his face in her neck. Suddenly, she felt a sharp sting—he’d bitten her!

“That hurt!” Keira protested, but he didn’t let up.

“I’ll be in agony if you keep this up,” he muttered, his voice low and thick with restraint.

“Have you ever thought about…?” Keira started to ask, but before she could finish, he bit her neck again, this time harder.

“No. Never have, never will,” Hayden said firmly. He then nibbled her ear and added, “You can always trust your man.”

Keira cupped his face in her hands and smiled. “Alright. I’ll make you a chastity memorial plaque later.”

“Cheeky,” he said, nudging her nose with his. “But seriously, stop testing me like this. Right now, I’m dry kindling, and one spark from you will set me ablaze.”

His metaphor made her want to laugh, but she knew he was telling the truth.

Keira kissed him softly. “Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Hart.”

Those few words didn’t seem to help much. Shortly after, Hayden got up and went to the bathroom.

Keira could guess what he was doing—taking a cold shower.

Go ahead, she thought. What other choice did he have?