My Husband Warm The Bed (Karen Daly) novel Chapter 1891

"Jefferson, those wines are your valuable collections. Are you sure you're willing to let us drink them to our hearts' content?" Tommy and the others had long been eyeing the wines Jefferson had kept in Charm Club, but none of them dared to touch it without his permission.

"What's the purpose of the wine if it's not for drinking?" Jefferson glanced at Tommy coldly. He couldn't blame Tommy for asking that question, either. The few bottles of wine he stored there were all the last of its kind. It's not something that could be bought even if one had money. However, since Little Specky wanted to drink, he would be more than willing to let her drink with the few of them.

Everyone knew how valuable Jefferson's wine was, so Tommy and the others were reluctant to order the waiter to take them. Instead, they went to take it themselves. "Jefferson, I'm really going to open this bottle of wine. Are you really sure about this?"

"You talk too much." Jefferson felt that Tommy and the others were becoming more insensible and chatty as they grew older. "Are you trying to make me open it myself?"

Tommy reacted quickly and uttered, "Oh, of course not. It's such a good wine, let me have the honor, okay?"

After opening it, Tommy thoughtfully poured Adrienne a glass of wine. "Adrienne, we're able to drink Jefferson's collection today solely because of you. You really are our little angel."

"Who's your little angel!?" Jefferson scolded.

"No, let me say it again. Adrienne is a little angel who only belongs to Jefferson." Tommy laughed as he corrected himself. Jefferson was a good person all around, but he was rather petty when it came to Adrienne's matters. They grew up together, so naturally, they knew how much he cared about Adrienne. Therefore, who would dare to set their eyes on Adrienne?

Just as they were arguing, Adrienne raised her wine glass and proposed a toast, "To all the guys here, and Freya, thank you for the care all these years. You guys are the ones who taught me how pure and beautiful a friendship could be. Thank you very much. Bottoms up!"

After that, Adrienne raised her glass and gulped it down in one go. "Thank you guys."

Cough! Cough! Cough!

Since she hadn't been drinking for a long time, she choked and couldn't stop coughing. Jefferson went to pat her back in a hurry and chided, "Why are you drinking it in such a hurry? No one's trying to steal it from you."

"I'm fine. As long as everybody is here, I will be fine no matter how much I drink." Adrienne then looked at Jefferson, "I was wary about you before this, but I'm not afraid of you anymore."

Jefferson was speechless.

The rest of the people were also well aware of the situation.

After drinking some wine, Adrienne became much more chatty. "Can you guys tell me why there is such a cruel person in this world? His granddaughter is just 15 years old, but he still killed her with such merciless means."

The other few people were lost for words, too.

Jefferson replied, "Let's not talk about work during off-hours, okay?"

"Alright, then let's drink." Adrienne raised her glass and got closer to Freya. "Freya, let's have a toast."

"Sure!" Freya raised her glass and drank as she cheered. After finishing the glass of wine, she immediately poured herself another serving. Seeing that, Freddy frowned and commented in a worry, "Freya, you shouldn't drink too much."

Freya let out a cold sneer, "What does it have to do with you?"

Although Freya was always overbearing with Freddy, she wouldn't have said that in usual times. All the men present sensed that things weren't right, but the slow Adrienne wasn't able to perceive the atmosphere as she chimed in, "Yes, since we girls never controlled you boys when you drink, then you shouldn't control us when we drink too."

Freddy parted his lips and wanted to say something, but he didn't. Instead, he raised his glass and emptied its content at one go.

This woman!

It was indeed true that he could never bring himself to do that to her.

Just when Jefferson was overjoyed, Adrienne did something even more outrageous.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek. "Jeff, this is the reward that your Little Specky is bestowing upon you. Do you like it?"

Jefferson froze, and his heartbeat accelerated!

This little idiot! Did she not know that she was playing with fire?

Nevertheless, Adrienne wasn't aware of that. She rubbed her soft body against his chest and teased, "Since you didn't say anything, I'll assume that you like it then."

Her eyes were crystal clear, with a hint of slyness, which made Jefferson think she was doing it on purpose.

Nonetheless, according to his understanding of her, she would not have the courage to do so. However, he wasn't able to say for sure now that she was drunk.

Jefferson's body was tensed up. He wanted to push her away, but his hands couldn't help but feel her in his arms. His rationality was completely broken at that instant.

Adrienne, who was drunk, did something even more outrageous. She slipped her hand under Jefferson's top and said, "Jeff, why aren't you saying anything? Are you angry at me?"