Next Man, Better Plan novel Chapter 186

In the end, Stephanie didn’t relent.

Jonathan felt like she was playing him, yet he found himself completely susceptible to her charms.

It was like being slapped and enjoying it. At his age, Jonathan had never been so thoroughly outmaneuvered by anyone.

In a hurry to get to work, Stephanie rushed out the door.

Jonathan followed close behind, pulling the Cullinan up in front of her. “Get in. I’ll drive you.”

Stephanie didn’t refuse, opening the passenger door and sliding in.

Jonathan gripped the steering wheel, glancing over at her. “Why don’t you buy a car? Pick any brand you like, I’ll get it for you.”

It was only natural for a wealthy young woman like Stephanie to have her own car, yet she seemed to prefer taking taxis.

“Or do you not have a license? I can arrange a driver for you.”

Stephanie rolled down the window halfway, letting the cool morning breeze in.

Why didn’t she drive? It was probably a psychological block. Her father and brother had died in a car crash.

And it was true, she didn't even have a license.

A small smile played on her lips, her voice sweet. “You’re my husband. Don’t you want to be my driver anymore?”

At her words, Jonathan couldn’t suppress a grin. So now she remembered he was her husband?

Where was that sentiment last night when she wouldn’t let him in the bed?

Jonathan pressed his tongue against his cheek and turned to look at her, but her expression was so innocent.

The feeling of being utterly wrapped around her finger intensified, but he didn’t argue. Instead, he seemed to relish it. “Of course. You’re my wife. It’s my duty to drive you.”

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