Unstoppable Unforgiven (Shermaine and Joshua) novel Chapter 307

Chapter 307

Chapter 307

Rice Joshua was into it, Shermaine decided to tough it out and keep the outfit on, letting him have his way for once.

At that, Joshisa’s eyes lit up with amusement. “You’re the best, Sheary.” He kissed her again. “Help me take off my shirt.”

He was roasting hot.

Spermaine reached up to undo his buttons.

When her fingers hit the metal buckle at his waist, she asked, “Want me to undo this too?”

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Seconds later, a faint click sounded.

Joshua’s eyes darkened with need, and he all but devoured Shermaine right then and there.

In the heat of the moment, Shermaine kissed his eyelids. “Happy birthday, Joshua.”

“Thanks, Sheary.” He nuzzled her ear. “I love you.”

His monotonous life, once a black–and–white fairy tale, had burst into color since she came along.

The night had been wild.

Shermaine had totally underestimated Joshua. What she thought was his limit turned out to be nothing.

Dawn was breaking when she finally crashed, too wiped out to move a finger despite her usual energy.

Joshua kissed her shoulder before falling asleep beside her.

She slept till noon.

The most thrilled one in the family to see her sleep in was Owen, already picturing holding a cute grandbaby within a year.

He prepared a big meal for her.

When Shermaine woke, she didn’t head to the bathroom first. She padded barefoot to the study, where Joshua was on a video call.

Seeing her in the cream nightgown she’d changed into at dawn barefoot, he frowned, though his voice was gentle. “What’s up, hon?”

“Give me a pen and scratch paper,” Shermaine replied.

“Sit down. I’ll grab them.”

She plopped into the chair he’d been using.

Earlier in the video call, Joshua had already killed the camera, so the execs on the other end could only ho

But their boss had gone soft, a total 180 from his usual cold, intimidating self.

Joshua handed her a pen and paper. “Got a breakthrough?”

“Yep,” Shermaine replied.

his voice–the screen was pitch black.

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he rumed her hair, thinking, “My Sheary is one of a kind, solving world–class problems after a nap. Guess I hadn’t worn her out enough last night if she had brain space to think about math in her sleep.

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