Dead at Heart (Ariel and Jayson) novel Chapter 783

Ariel stared at Jayson in confusion.

He closed the door behind him and started walking toward her. Without a word, he took the bag right out of her hand.

She reached out to grab it back, but he was faster. Frowning, she snapped, "Jayson, what are you doing?"

He set the bag aside and took her wrist instead. "Come with me to the master bedroom."

Something suddenly occurred to Ariel. She looked at him suspiciously. "You're not seriously…"

She stopped mid-sentence, pressed her lips together, then said firmly, "I need to pack. Don't start anything, and don't get any funny ideas."

Besides, he was still recovering. There was no way she would let him push himself.

Jayson stopped then, amusement flickering in his eyes. He took another slow step forward. "Funny ideas? We're married, you know. That's just normal interaction between a husband and wife."

Ariel stepped back. A tingle ran up her scalp as she shot him a warning look. "Are you trying to slow down your recovery? The doctor said you can't do heavy work or anything strenuous. You're supposed to be resting, and you're still thinking about that?"

As Jayson looked at her serious expression, the smirk on his lips deepened, and his eyes gleamed with mischief. "Oh? I just wanted to help you pack. Does that count as a strenuous activity too?"

Ariel was instantly silenced. Her eyes widened.

"So even packing is off-limits now?" Jayson looked perfectly calm and innocent.

Then, he suddenly seemed to realize something and said, "Wait, you mean sex? Ms. Walker, what exactly is going on in that head of yours?"

Ariel was rendered speechless.

He was definitely doing this on purpose.

Jayson gave her a slow once-over, raising a brow. He reached out to pat the top of her head and said teasingly, "Think you can hold out a little longer? I have to follow the doctor's orders, after all. But if you really can't, I suppose I could risk my life for you."

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