Seeing the name "Kitty" flash across the screen, Leonora couldn't help but sneak a glance.
Noticing Leonora was distracted during their kiss, Taylor gently nipped at her lip, "Focus, love."
With a slight frown, Leonora pushed against his chest, creating some distance, "Your phone is ringing."
But Taylor deepened their kiss, ignoring the persistent ringing as if he couldn't hear it at all. Caught in the heat of his passion, Leonora found herself gripping his shirt tightly.
Soon, the ringing stopped, only for his Messenger to ping several times. Taylor paid it no mind, and Leonora didn't give it much thought either.
It wasn't until she was gasping for air that Taylor finally released her, tenderly wiping her lips before starting the car and driving away.
After dining at a fancy restaurant, they returned to their home in Southbay, just like they often did. As soon as Leonora slipped into her slippers, Taylor enveloped her from behind. Resting his chin on her shoulder, he kissed her cheek, "Darling, I've missed you so much."
It had been days since they'd seen each other, and she haunted his dreams at night. Taylor's affection made Leonora turn around and pinch his cheek, "You're even more clingy than I am."
This side of Taylor made it hard for her to imagine the nightlife he might be indulging in outside. Catching her comment, Taylor wrapped his arms around her waist and met her lips with his. The heat of his kisses soon led them to the bedroom where he held her tightly in his arms.
He adored when Leonora's face turned red, loved her gentleness, and cherished how she treated him without deference. It wasn't until Leonora cried out for mercy that Taylor reluctantly let her go.
Worried he might start again, Leonora seized the moment he released her to grab her pajamas and hide in the bathroom. Taylor couldn't help but laugh at her hurried escape, finding her bashful retreat endearing.
Clang! As the bathroom door shut, Taylor's phone, left to the side, pinged again with a notification from Messenger. Glancing towards the bathroom, Taylor finally shifted his attention back, picking up his phone. The messages were from Kitty:
"Brother-in-law, why aren't you answering your phone?"
"Brother-in-law, do you think this black lace nightgown looks good? I want to wear it for you."
The blatant seduction had Taylor standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, lighting a cigarette out of habit. Drawing in deeply, he exhaled a cloud of smoke, his expression clouded. Kitty was Ava's cousin, who had once sought him behind Ava's back while he was with Ava; he had ignored her then. This time, their paths crossed due to a business project with her boss.



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