Chapter 629: Family Time
"Why did you move Autumn’s things into your room?" Arabelle asked the question innocently to Gabe while Autumn, in the kitchen, almost dropped bowl of popcorn in her hand.
Gabe had moved her things into his room? When? How did she not know that? They’d been together all day today since she’d come out of the room, expecting to be teased mercilessly. Thankfully, Seb had already left by the time she showed up and she was grateful for it.She didn’t think she was prepared for any teasing.. So, did Gabe do that in the mornig?
"Because she is my wife and husband-wife should stay together. Now, Miss Arabelle, should we start the movie?" Gabe asked playfully tickling Arabelle on the stomach.
Autumn walked out of the kitchen then, the bowl of steaming popcorn in her hand.As her eyes met his, she saw him pat the empty space next to him. Nuh uh! She was not sitting there. Their movie nights usually ended up in Arabelle sleeping halfway through the movie.
Gabe Frost had restless hands, as she had discovered since this morning. The man left no chance to touch her or feel her up. So, there was no way she was helping him create those chances. Decisively, she placed the bowl in Arabelle’s lap and sat on the other side of the little girl, so that Arabelle was a strategically effective barrier.
She saw from the corner of her eyes as he smiled a challenging smile and leaned forward to grab the remote, beginning the movie. She breathed a sigh of relief. At least for the next two hours, she would have some relief from the delicious torture that Gabe had subjected her to all day.
However, she had barely thought this when she almost jumped out of her skin. In a move so smooth that she had not even seen coming, he placed his arm along the back of the couch while his hand grazed the nape of her neck, sending a shiver down her spine. She squirmed slightly, trying to maintain her composure and ignore the patters he was tracing onto her skin. It almost felt like she was being branded.
Deciding to distract herself and move away from him, without making a fuss, Autumn leaned forward pretending to grab some popcorn from the bowl in Arabelle’s lap. And now, when she moved back, she would shift away a bit naturally, so that his hand would not reach her. But just as her hand dipped into the bowl, she felt his hand do the same. Their fingers brushed against each other, and she felt him hook her little finger with his, a playful gesture that made her glare at him.
She tugged her finger but he wouldn’t let go, making her frown. She had a feeling that h wouldn’t let go if she let him...