They Want Me Back When It's Too Late (Jessica and Brian) novel Chapter 285

Chapter 285

“That’s just another way of saying you’re useless! Useless!” she sobbed, collapsing into tears again.

Wesley looked down at her tear–streaked face, her makeup smudged beyond recognition. His patience was hanging by a thread.

“Enough. Sleep it off. We’ll talk when you’re sober.”

Anything he said now would be wasted. By morning, she wouldn’t remember a thing. Better to let her rest and deal with the aftermath later.

He reached out to gently press her back onto the bed.

But just as he did, Sana’s hand shot out and grabbed his collar, yanking him down on top of her.

“No! I’m not drunk! I want answers, and I want them now!”

With surprising strength, she flipped them over and pinned him down.

“Tell me! Say it! I want the truth!”

She was flailing again, hitting him as she spoke.

Wesley’s breath hitched. He caught her by the shoulders and said firmly, “That’s enough.”

But she wasn’t listening. Oblivious to his tone, she swatted his hands away.

“Don’t touch me!”

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Then, leaning in close, she cupped his face in her palms, eyes locked on his. “Heehee… You’re not going anywhere now. Gotcha…”

A drunkard’s thoughts were a tangled mess. Just moments ago, she had been indignant on Jessica’s behalf, and now, for no apparent reason, she was beaming with delight.

Wesley narrowed his eyes, gazing at Sana, who was clutching his face with both hands, her expression brimming with excitement.

Out of nowhere, he asked, “Who am I?”

“Wesley, of course! Heh… trying to get away from me, huh?”

Sana broke into another fit of silly laughter, as if something had thoroughly amused her, though it wasn’t clear what.

Wesley looked at the woman wriggling all over him, and his expression suddenly darkened.

“I’m only going to say this once. Get off me!”

“Nope!” Sana replied without thinking, and before the words had fully left her lips, she leaned down and kissed him.

When the kiss ended, she mumbled under her breath, “Serves you right for being so mean. Let’s see how vou like my revenge tonight…”

Wesley hadn’t yet recovered from the sudden kiss when Sana, unreasonably determined, had already started pulling at his clothes.

“Stop that!” His gaze turned stormy as he reached out to seize her misbehaving hands but then froze mid–motion.

“This is fun.”

At some point, her fingers had trailed down to his abdomen, and now they had grasped the most vital part of him.

Desire surged up in him without warning.

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Chapter 285

And yet the drunk woman remained blissfully unaware, still entertaining herself with her newly discovered “toy.”

Wesley’s face flushed crimson. He shot her a sharp, warning, glare. Then, bracing one hand against the bed, he suddenly evented force, Higste tra positions in an instant.

Sana felt the world spin around her. Her already clouded mind slipped even further into

chaos.

“You brought this on yourself,” Wesley said, his voice low and firm as he gripped her wrists and pinned them down,

Dizzy and dazed, Sana still hadn’t realized what was happening. She was too busy adding fuel to the fire.

“Wesley, gimme a kiss” she murmured, lifting her face toward his, convinced she was still in some dream.

Wesley didn’t pull away. He let her kiss land on his cheek, then lowered his head and kissed her back, far more fiercely.

That night, passion flared like wildfire, unrelenting and impossible to count.

The next morning, Sana woke with a pounding hangover, her body aching as if a truck had rolled over her. Everything hurt.

“Oww…”

She sat up groggily, only to clutch her waist and let out a painful cry.

“My back…”

Just as she struggled to piece together what had happened the night before, Wesley’s voice rang out from the doorway.

“You’re awake?”