However, she remained seated and refused to get up.
Mark sat beside her, wearing a gentle smile, and affectionately ruffled her hair.
“How did your day out shopping go?”
Cecilia shared some information about Rena with him, and without overthinking, she remarked, “Once Elva is born, Waylen and Rena will have two little girls.”
Yet, they had no daughters of their own.
Despite his fatigue, Mark’s smile remained. He reclined against the sofa, too weary to move much.
Nevertheless, he drew her into his embrace.
He took her hand, sliding it inside his shirt to feel the warmth of his skin.
Cecilia pulled back her hand.
“I’m not kidding!”
With a tender grin, Mark said, “Don’t we already have a little girl at home?” As he said this, he playfully tugged at her long hair.
Cecilia got the hint.
She blushed a bit, realizing her youthful days were now behind her.
“Do you feel embarrassed?”
After a little break, Mark became energetic and was itching to dive into some intimate moments.
Cecilia playfully nudged his arm and exclaimed, “I’ve got a big newsflash for you!”
Mark released her hand.
He rose from his seat, leisurely undoing his belt, almost as if preparing for a shower.
“What’s the matter?”
Cecilia lifted her gaze toward him.
He shed his garments without hesitation, appearing just like his usual self.
She genuinely admired his audacious charm.
Nearly undressed, Mark cast a glance her way and teased, “Feeling tempted? Didn’t you say you have something to tell me?”
Cecilia reclined and feigned focus on her script.