The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 180

Chapter 180 Steamy Bathroom Vows

“Hmm?” Quinn looked up, puzzled.

Julius turned to her, took both her hands in his, and said, “If you’re okay keeping me around, then you’ve got to stick to your promise, and treat me even better, all right?”

Quinn burst into laughter. The powerful Mr. Whitethorn suddenly looks like a pitiful puppy.

“Fine, I’ll spoil you even more.”

That was all it took. Julius couldn’t hold back his excitement anymore. He slid one arm around her waist and kissed her. His lips were cool and soft, and he moved with gentle care, as if afraid a sudden move might scare her off. Only when she kissed him back did he deepen it.

By the time they stepped out of the bathroom, Quinn’s cheeks were flushed deep red, her breath uneven, lips swollen and bright, and a trail of fresh love bites lined her neck.

This man… he’s like a siren! I finally get why they say sirens are so irresistible. It clearly applies to men, too. Back in the shower, I almost lost control and…

Quinn cut her thoughts short and refused to revisit what had happened in the bathroom.

Julius, on the other hand, looked perfectly composed. There was no flush, no fluster.

“What is it? Why are you staring at me like that?” he asked, changing right in front of her like nothing had happened.

“I’m just amazed you’re so calm, like all of this is just… normal.” She couldn’t wrap her head around it. Julius had no known public scandals, yet with his status, women should’ve been throwing themselves at him for years.

“Normal?” He chuckled, lifted her hand, and pressed it against his chest. “None of this is normal for me. I’m not calm at all. I’m nervous.”

Beneath her palm, his heart pounded, loud and fast.

“Quinn, you’re the first woman I’ve ever really wanted. First kiss, first night sharing a bed–you’re the first. And you’ll be the last,” he confessed.

Quinn’s eyes went wide. She couldn’t believe it. Even days later, the idea still stunned her.

Did he just say I was his first kiss? Who would’ve thought the head of the Whitethorn family hadn’t had his first kiss before this?

Thinking back to that kiss, she remembered how awkward he’d been. She’d taken the lead the entire time. Still, credit where it was due–he learned fast.

Over the following days, he found every excuse to steal kisses, each more confident and practiced than the last. Quinn never stopped him. The kisses felt good, she liked him, and they were dating.

Since that first night, Julius had been slipping into her room every evening, insisting they sleep side by side. She tried refusing, but the man was ridiculously good–looking. Eventually, she caved.

One night or a hundred, what difference does it make?

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Even sharing a bed, he never crossed the line. He’d tease her a little, hold her hand, and then just fall asleep. It felt like, unless she gave him the go–ahead, he’d never take it further.

Meanwhile, news of the Bridger Group rescue went viral. The internet was full of glowing articles praising the company’s quick response and the successful extraction of their trapped employees.

One night, while Quinn was scrolling through headlines on her phone, she got a surprise call from a TV station.

“Ms. Quinn Bridger? We’re with the Yarburn TV station. We heard you were involved in the rescue operation five days ago and would love for you to share your experience on our show.”

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