Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 873

Nyla let out a soft gasp as she found herself straddling Damon's lap, his muscles tense beneath her. Her face flushed, and she quickly looked away.

Turning off the hairdryer, she muttered, "All done. Let me put this away."

Before she could get up, Damon took the hairdryer from her and tossed it aside.

"What are you—" Before Nyla could finish, Damon kissed her.

His scent of pine filled her senses, and her body trembled, melting into his embrace.

When Damon finally pulled back, their breaths were uneven, and their heartbeats pounded so loudly it was impossible to tell whose was whose. His hand glided down her waist, gently untying her robe, which fell open...

The lights clicked off.

It took a while before the intimate atmosphere in the room finally calmed.

…

Only Tom and his secretary remained in the living room of the Genge villa.

Tom handed a bag to his secretary. "Send this to Meristate."

The bag was transparent, holding a used wine glass.

The secretary hesitated. "Mr. Genge, are we sure we can get DNA just from this glass Nyla used?"

"Just send it. Whether we can or not doesn't matter," Tom replied.

"Is it too cold?" Brandon asked, draping his coat over her shoulders. "It's late. Why don't you go in and get some rest? I'll come up with a few ideas for next weekend, and you can pick one."

Seeing that it was past midnight, Valarie nodded. "Okay. Drive safe and text me when you get home."

"Will do," Brandon said.

After watching him drive away, Valarie turned back to the house, where Phoebe was still awake, watching TV in the living room.

"Mom, why aren't you in bed yet?" she asked.

Phoebe turned to her. "Valarie, come sit with me. I need to talk to you."

Curious, Valarie changed into her slippers and joined her on the couch. "This couldn't wait until morning?"