Chapter 572:

Alicia’s cheeks flushed. Wasn’t that always the case? But lately, with all the stress he’d been under, he was bound to be relentless tonight. Not wanting to be overwhelmed, she added, “Only if you behave—no surprises.”

Caden’s lips curved into a smirk. “Alright,” he said. Uneasy at his grin, she warned, “I mean it—no funny business.”

“Didn’t I just agree?” He released her hand and started the engine. As Alicia straightened her wrinkled clothes, Caden took her hand, guiding it toward his fly.

She stared, shocked. “Are you out of your mind? You’re driving!”

He kept his expression composed. “That’s why I need your help.”

Alicia gaped as he held her wrist, showing her how to please him. Cursing under her breath, she felt her face grow hotter. The more she muttered complaints, the more intense his reaction became, until she finally gave up with a sigh.

“I’ve never seen you this desperate. Was it those oysters tonight?”

Caden frowned. “Those were awful, nothing like… yours.”

She blinked, taken aback. “Mine? What do you mean?”

His gaze shifted to a spot on her dress. Alicia nearly choked. Taking advantage of her distraction, Caden asked, “What were you and Gerry discussing tonight?”

She dodged. “Just… something good.”

Caden snorted. “What ‘good’ could Gerry possibly have?”

“That’s none of your business.”

They finally reached the garage. Caden couldn’t wait to continue. It was his private garage, so he didn’t need to worry about passersby or cameras. Besides, Alicia longed for it too, so she let him proceed. But as soon as they undressed, he froze. He looked down, a hint of surprise in his eyes as he wiped a trace of blood from his fingertips. “Wasn’t your period due in a few days?”