Chapter 1152

Noreen was speechless.

What on earth was he doing?!

Seth didn’t rush. He kept peeling the shrimp and casually said, “I’m peeling these for you all.”

He emphasized the word ‘all’.

He was making it clear that he wasn’t just catering to Noreen, but serving everyone at the table.

So, he systematically dropped a peeled shrimp onto Rosalind’s plate, and then Evelyn’s.

By the end of it, he had peeled the entire plate by himself.

The minor crisis was smoothly averted.

Noreen had no idea if Rosalind bought the excuse, but she did eat the shrimp Seth had peeled for her.

After dinner, Noreen volunteered to clear the table.

Evelyn tried to stop her, but it was no use.

Rosalind chimed in, “Evelyn, just let her do it. It’s fine.”

Noreen and Seth ended up clearing the dishes together.

In the kitchen, Seth took over washing them.

He wouldn’t let Noreen lift a finger. Instead, he sliced up a plate of fruit and told her

to stand by and eat while watching him work.

Noreen asked, “Did you really cook all of that?”

“Yeah.”

“So you’ve been working all day?”

“Since this morning.”

Noreen suddenly felt a twinge of guilt. “Let me wash these. You need to rest.”

“Feeling bad for me?”

“Yeah,” she nodded.

“Then kiss me, and I won’t be tired anymore,” he coaxed softly.

“Stop it.” Noreen glanced nervously toward the door, terrified of being caught.

Seth leaned in slightly, his nose almost brushing hers. “They won’t notice.”

Noreen was skeptical, her heart hammering against her ribs.

“You sure?”

He sounded entirely certain. “I’m sure.”

He even reached over and turned the

Le

faucet on full blast, letting the rush

of water drown

ut the conversation

from the living room.

Noreen was nervous, but she leaned in and pressed a quick, secret kiss to his lips.

Just as she pulled away, he clamped an arm around her waist.

His mouth crashed down on hers.

With a slight flex of his arm, he

effortlessly lifted her off henet

settin

her down on the cool

counter.

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The sweet scent of melon and the lemon dish soap was instantly

overpowered by his intoxicating

předatory cedarwood scent

Noreen gasped in surprise, her hands instinctively grabbing the front of his shirt, her fingertips trembling.

“Mmh… Seth…”

She wanted to remind him that the door was still open, but he swallowed all her words.

A soft click echoed through the room.

Using his heel, he had nudged the glass door shut, sealing it completely.

It blocked out any prying eyes and locked all their hushed, breathless sounds into the small space.

With the door acting as a barrier, his kiss became entirely uninhibited.

He tilted his head, deepening the kiss.

His palm slid along the curve of her waist, pulling her flush against his chest.

The height of the counter meant he didn’t even have to bend down.

And the way she was sitting perfectly exposed the soft expanse of her neck and collarbone to his lips.

At first, Noreen’s body was tense, her ears straining for any noise outside.

But as his kiss grew deeper, the searing heat of his breath completely shattered her reasoning.

Her hands, which had been pushing against his chest, unknowingly slid up to loop around his neck.

Sunlight spilled through the window, casting a warm glow over their tangled silhouettes.

The rushing water in the sink couldn’t mask the frantic, synchronized thumping of their hearts.

This kiss was more intense and scorching than usual.

Maybe it was the thrill of the environment.

He kissed her with a deep, consuming hunger, pouring all his raw, unfiltered desire into the moment.

Noreen was completely defenseless against it, instinctively gasping his name, begging him to stop.