Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin
Chapter 66

Chapter 66

Chapter 66 – A Quick One (Anj‘s POV)

I thought Finn had already left Sky‘s place when I went out of the girls‘ bedroom, but when I went to thekitchen, my daughters were sitting on the chair by the kitchen island, entertained by two handsome menas if they were in a cooking show.

“Look, mommy,” Leyanne turned her head to me. “Daddy‘s cooking spaghetti, and Uncle Finn‘s makingbaby eggplant pizza,” She giggled when Finn winked at her and showed a charming smile.

“Are you hungry? This won‘t take long,” Sky asked me, but his eyes asked me a different question.

I just nodded, sitting with my children, and like them, I watched them, amazed at how they moved fluidlyin the kitchen as if they were not wealthy and didn‘t have many servants at home.

“Ms. Perry,” Finn stopped, narrowing his eyes as if weighing if it would be okay for me. “Can I just callyou, Anj?” “No,” Sky answered right away.

He scoffed at Sky, shaking his head as he twitched his lips and stole glances at me. He put the smallpizza sizes in the oven and then cleaned his area, placing the utensils and plates in the sink. Whilewiping the table, he looked at Leyanne.

“Better ask mommy first. She might not say yes,” he said, stirring my curiosity at what he promised mychildren that I would not be happy about.

As if I have said ‘no’ already, Selene‘s eyes went round, panic–stricken at the thought.” Mommy?” “Yes?”I asked, standing up to see where the plates were kept. As if Sky knew what I planned to do, he openedthe upper kitchen cabinet and took out the clean plates. He gave them to me, but before I turned myback on him, his hand gripped my forearm.

He leaned forward as if to kiss me but only whispered to my ear, making sure the kids would not hearhim. “Anj, I‘m sorry.” Our eyes met when he moved slightly away from me, and I was like cheese in the

pizza in the oven, melting in his eyes. I heaved a sigh, curving a smile on my lips because Selene waseyeing us. I placed the plates on the kitchen island, raising my hand to touch his lips. “Spaghetti sauce,” Iuttered nervously, hoping to wipe the sauce on the corner of his mouth, but he caught my hand. Iswallowed hard when he licked his lower lip and smiled at me. “You missed it,” I said without breakingour gaze. “Hmm!” Finn muttered, crossing his arms to his chest and tilting his head to see my face. “Iwonder how you will wipe that sauce without touching Sky?” I peeked at Finn and rolled my eyes, takingthe plates from the table and facing Sky again. I

narrowed my eyes as my tongue touched the inside of my cheek.

“Your brother is really annoying,” I hissed, forgetting my daughters had something to say.

“Don‘t mind him,” Sky raised his hand, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“It‘s still there,” I puckered, pointing at the sauce he missed again.

He chuckled, moving closer to my face to tease me, but I guess I startled him when I raised my head.Wanting to annoy Finn, I licked the sauce on Sky‘s mouth.

“It‘s gone now,” I turned my back on him, puffing out air as I walked toward the dining room. I was sure Iheard Finn groaning as Sky laughed at him. I wished not to return to the kitchen anymore, but I had to.

“Mommy, Uncle Finn‘s dog gave birth to many puppies. Can we have one?” Leyanne said worriedly.

“What kind of dog?” I looked at her, taking cutleries from the drawer.

“Labrador Retriever,” Finn answered.

“Mommy, please!” They all said at the same time again. I took a deep breath, thinking if Mrs. Salvacionwould mind us bringing a puppy home. I smiled at her. “I‘ll ask first if it‘s okay to have a puppy at home.”

“I think it‘ll be okay. Uncle Dylan has a dog, and Aunt Anya has a cat – ” “And mom has a...?” Finn cutLeyanne.

Lyra Helene giggled. “Three monkeys. It‘s what Aunt Anya said,” she said, and the three laughed atAnya‘s joke. I smiled at them, kissing their heads.

“Wash your hands, then go to the dining room,” I said, helping them get down the chair. When they weregone in the kitchen, I turned to Finn, glaring at him. “What?” Finn chuckled as he took the bite–sizedpizzas from the oven. “Don‘t you like dogs?”

I sneered at him, turning around but bumping and startling Sky that the glass of orange juice he wassupposed to ask me to taste spilled in my blouse.

“Oh my, God! I‘m sorry, Anj,” he said, taking a paper towel to wipe my chest, but I took it from him beforehe could touch me. “I... I only want to ask if the orange juice taste is okay, he explained worriedly. I tookthe glass from him and tasted it. “Yeah, the sweetness is just fine. Please excuse me,” I said, stepping tothe side to walk past him.

I stopped walking, realizing I didn‘t bring any extra clothes because Sister Grace still had some of mythings in the nursing home with her. “Sky,” I turned to him. “I hope you don‘t mind me borrowing yourshirt. I‘ll just wash this later,” I said as I remembered seeing the laundry area a while ago. “Sure,” Heplaced took the large plate with spaghetti. “I‘ll just put this on the dining table,” he said, walking ahead ofme. I followed him, bringing the pitcher of juice, and walked behind him as he led me to the master‘sbedroom. “Would T–shirt be okay?” He asked as he opened his closet.

“Yeah,” I said, picking up the gray color shirt, but as I was about to take it, I noticed the familiar unopenedpaper bags at the bottom of the cabinet. My eyebrows knitted, remembering those shopping bags weremine, or should I say, were once mine?

“That‘s my ex–wife‘s stuff?” His forehead creased, unsure if he should be sharing it with me or not that itsounded more like a question. He smirked, probably not at me but at himself.

“I thought clothes are supposed to be in a suitcase, not in shopping bags when you leave yourhusband?” It was meant to be a joke, but he only scoffed at me. “I‘m sorry,” I lowered my eyes as Iapologized.

He chuckled, and when I cleared my throat for him to leave, he smiled apologetically. “Of course! I‘ll waitoutside.” He walked and closed the door behind him.

I glanced at the shopping bags, wanting to open them but I could not help asking myself why he had tokeep them. Sighing, I focused on unbuttoning my blouse but hissed, realizing that even my bra got wetfrom the juice. I could not walk around without my underwear because they might think I was giving thema hint that I liked either one of them.

Changing my mind, I unclasped my bra, freeing my mounds, but the door suddenly opened. I panicked,and instead of putting on the shirt, I wrapped my arms around my body to cover myself.

Like we were on pause, Sky, his mouth half–opened, swept his eyes at me from my face down to mybreasts. He swallowed hard.

“S–sorry, I should have knocked,” he said, closing the door as he walked closer to me. “Was I taking toolong?” I asked, turning around as my hands trembled as I panicked in putting it on. I hissed, cursingmyself for panicking because I looked like an idiot, not knowing where the hem was of the shirt.

“Here, let me help you,” Sky offered, standing behind me and taking the T–shirts from me I gasped whenhis hands grazed the skin of my arm as he took the shirt slowly from me. I closed my eyes, telling myselfnot to turn around.

Don‘t turn around.

Don‘t turn around.

I breathed out and turned around. When my eyes met Sky‘s, he seemed to have no plans of putting onthe shirt at me.

“Forgive me, but...” He lowered his head. “I‘ve been wanting to kiss you since I woke up this morning.”

I gasped when he pulled me closer to him, wrapping his arms around my body, dropping the shirt hetook from me as he crushed his lips into mine.

We were on fire!

“I have been dreaming of you last night, Anj,” he whispered, breathing hard as he bit my neck.

Good heavens! If he knew how much I wanted him now. I raised my arms, intertwined my hands at theback of his neck, and kissed him again. “How about a quick one?” He asked, panting after ourelectrifying kisses.