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No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 244

I need an excuse.

My phone vibrated twice in my hand, a message from Fanny.

A GIF popped up - a woman in a sultry pose, fresh out of the shower, donning a sexy nightgown...

Followed by a piece of advice from Dr. Willis: "Might be worth giving a try."

I shot back a facepalm emoji in response.

Though internally I was rolling my eyes at Fanny's lack of seriousness, I couldn't help but think it might actually work. I just needed the perfect excuse to show Ernest this side of me.

Heading to the shower, I mulled over my options.

Blaming it on a message from Allen was out of the question. Ernest would just try to stop me, so that's a no-go.

Asking him to fix a perfectly fine plumbing issue? Couldn't bring myself to actually break something on purpose, so scratch that.

But saying I was hungry and wanted him to cook? That just might work.

Decision made, I hurried through my shower and slipped into the sexy nightgown that I rarely wore.

This particular piece was a purchase made around the time Conrad and I got engaged, anticipating living together.

Ironically, Conrad never got to see it, and now it was Ernest who would.

"I was just saying I'm hungry," I said, opening the door, seizing the excuse to mask my nervousness.

Ernest stood there, bowl of soup in hand, his gaze lingering on me longer than necessary. I saw his Adam's apple bob.

Looks like the plan's working!

I couldn't shake the feeling of being a bit mischievous, taking advantage of his innocence like that.

As he handed me the bowl, our fingers brushed, causing a noticeable shake in the handoff. Yet he quickly regained his grip, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that seemed to glow with an inner fire...

A shiver ran down my spine, a premonition of something more stirring between us. Hastily, I tried to retreat, but Ernest didn't let go.

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