The Divorcee Who Shines

Chapter 183 Holding Her in His Arms

She still smelled of strawberries.

Brendon noticed something on her lips, and leaned over, kissing them lightly. The kiss carried a drunken scent.

Ranita'a ears turned red immediately, and stared blankly at Brendon. Her voice became distorted, "What happened?"

Why did he suddenly kiss her?

Her heart stirred again, but also afraid.

"Mmm, smells good!" Brendon buried half of his face in Ranita's shoulder, his voice nasal and heavy. "What did you eat?" "Strawberries..." Ranita paused before continuing, "Allen gave them to me. They taste really good."

Brendon was still leaning on her shoulder.

Having had a few drinks, he seemed a bit tipsy and lazy in his movements and speech.

"Let me try some," he said.

There had been a plate with several strawberries on it. Now there were only a few left that Ranita had eaten. The color wasn't as bright anymore since they'd been sitting under the air conditioning for too long - they didn't look very appetizing.

"Do you want to eat them?" Ranita hesitated to ask.

Brendon would eat fruit but rarely ate strawberries.

"Yeah!" Brendon replied lazily as he flipped over onto most of Ranita's body, his arm wrapped around her waist.

Ranita stiffened her back even more than before.

Her heart was racing uncontrollably.

She really couldn't resist Brendon at all!

Sighing inwardly, she took one strawberry and peeled off the green leaves before offering it up to him. "Open your mouth," she said softly. Brendon looked at her with dark eyes then lowered his head and bit down on the strawberry along with her fingers.

He scraped against them but it didn't hurt; instead it felt kind of ticklish. "Why did you bite my finger?" Her cheeks were burning hot as she pulled away from him quickly only for him to lean in closer for a kiss that lasted longer than expected.

The scent of alcohol hit her hard making her feel drunk too.

Ranita grabbed onto Brendon's sleeve while sinking into his embrace; breathless from their passionate kiss.

“I'm going to take a shower." Brendon unbuttoned his shirt then stood up heading towards the bathroom. Water could be heard running loudly through pipes like waves crashing against rocks by the shore.

Ranita knew what was going to happen next better than anyone else. She felt anxious but mostly just sad about everything that was happening between them right now.

She should leave this place but somehow couldn't bring herself to move an inch forward no matter how hard she tried.

"Ranita... my clothes are in my suitcase. Can you grab them for me?" Brendon's voice came through muffled by the sound of rushing water from inside the bathroom. That cuased Ranita snap out of thoughts momentarily handing over Brendon's pajamas without looking directly at him.

Through the bathroom door, Ranita said, “Brendon, I've gotten a room downstairs. I'm heading down now."

"Creak."

The bathroom door opened. He had only a towel around his waist, his upper body strong and sexy with water droplets clinging to it.

Brendon glanced at her, "What did you just say?"

Under pressure, Ranita met his gaze, coolly saying, “I said I'm going to my room."

She was waiting here not because she wanted to stay, but out of concern for him. Ranita turned around and walked away.

Brendon chased after her, wrapping his long arms around her from behind and squeezing her hands tightly with his damp palms.

“You're coming to live with me," he said.

“I don't want to," Ranita shook her head. "Brendon, things are different now between us."

"What's different? As long as we're not divorced yet, you're still my wife. It's only natural that we live together."

Ranita listened, feeling her heart skip a beat or two. Was he doing this on purpose or was he really that clueless? Did he have to torture her like this?

She grabbed onto his hand but before she could exert any force, he flipped her over and held her in his embrace while kissing her.