Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 209

Chapter 209: Kiss, kiss.

Phoebe really couldn’t believe the nerve of David Saxon to tease her like that. She didn’t care about the sudden slight awakening of desires she thought were long buried. She just wanted to find a hole, jump inside and hide for a while.

If this butler had a loose mouth, this encounter would reach the ears of grandma Saxon and soon her grandmother’s ears.

“Reformed rogue.” he amended. “I am owned by one woman only now, but if you desire a rogue, i can bring him out for you.”

He let go of her hand and Phoebe thought he would step back and this would be the end of the embarrassing moment. She was wrong!

As soon as he dropped her hand, his right hand went around her waist and he tugged her closer to his body. In a move to protect herself, both of her hands went up to his chest but they did not push him away as she thought she wanted.

Her mind and body were not coordinating al all and David did not look like he had good intentions.

“This is not a good idea.”

He smiled wickedly, one side of his lips curling upwards. “What? Me holding you like this?” He lowered his face to hers, the tips of his nose brushing against hers. “You came to my apartment, looking so beautiful. You drooled at the sight of my chest and looked at me with desire. All i want to do now is untangle your hair, run it through you fingers and run my tongue along your red lips.”

Phoebe parted her lips slightly and run her tongue over them. Her eyes stared into his, nervous but intensely. A big part of her wanted to throw caution to the wind and listen to insensible part of her brain.

One kiss, just one kiss. What harm could come from one small kiss?

David didn’t know what was going through her mind, but he was familiar with her needy look. That, plus the clenching of her hands on his chest and how she was now standing on pip toes told him all he needed to know.

But, with their history, he had some doubts and he didn’t want to scare her away.

“You should never look at me like that Phoebe, it gives me crazy ideas. It makes me want to cross a line you don’t want me to cross yet. Tell me, should i cross it right now? If i kiss you, will you be scared or turned on?”

His lips brushed hers and he backed away slowly, like he was giving up, at least that was what Phoebe thought.

Then he kissed her, surprising her as there was no warning. She was so taken aback that she just stood there as he placed gentle, soft kisses on her lips.

“Kiss him back.” A voice shouted in her mind.

Phoebe opened her mouth, expecting him to deepen the kiss but suddenly he backed off. Unintentionally, a whimper of disappointment escaped her mouth.

[Is that it?]

David dropped his hand and stepped away from her. “I am going to shower, don’t go anywhere.”

The whimper escaped her mouth as he turned around and walked away with firm quick steps. Phoebe covered her mouth, stopping it from making any other shameful sounds. She was mortified, was she really starved for physical intimacy that she could not control herself?

She looked at the corner where the butler had been standing and he was no longer there. He had left already, probably unwilling to witness the careless display of affection.

“Oh thank God.” she touched her chest and sighed loudly.

She walked slowly as her legs were trembling, taking her time until she reached the couch at the window next to the door leading out to the balcony and sat down.

Her mind was still on that kiss, it had been soft, something she didn’t expect out of him. He had kissed her like it was their very first kiss?

“Wait, this is my first kiss with him in this life.” she mumbled. She recalled that she had apparently kissed him at the beach and shook her head, it was the second one.

Phoebe touched her lips and smiled, this kiss had been a good one, for a man that had been working out, he weirdly tasted of brandy.

George, the butler walked over, coming from the direction of the kitchen and he put a cup of hot chocolate in front her, it was accompanied by a serving of two cinnamon rolls.

“Mr. David said you like hot chocolate on rainy days.” he said.

Phoebe pointed to herself, “Me!”

It was true she liked hot chocolate on rainy days but how…why had the he discussed her with the butler?

“If you need anything else, use the phone, otherwise, i will be in my room.”

He pointed at the landline sitting on the living room glass stable.

“Or i could just shout your name.” Phoebe countered.

“Whatever you wish miss Phoebe,” he bowed politely and left.

Alone in the quiet living room, Phoebe brought the cup of hot chocolate to her lips and smiled. It was not plain hot chocolate, there was a hint of ginger that she detected. Only David knew how she liked her hot chocolate, and he certainly didn’t have that information in this life.

He was not even hiding the fact that he had been reborn from her. Was he deliberately leaving clues to test her?

She sipped the hot chocolate slowly while watching the rain, falling outside. That’s what David found her doing, and he took her cup to the kitchen and refilled it personally.

“Why are you sitting so close to the window?” he asked her as he handed her the cup.

“Why are you barefoot?” she answered with a question.

He excused himself and returned with two pairs of stockings, two jackets and one blanket. He knelt down and put the stockings on her feet, helped her into the jacket and did the same for himself.

Done with that, he sat down behind her on the couch, pulled her to sit comfortably between his legs and he covered them both with the blanket.

“This is far more comfortable, right?”

“Whatever.” she muttered.

[One hundred percent better, i even like the texture of this jacket, its so soft and warm. These stockings are cute, this much care for me is really surprising. You used to be aloof but it turns out a guys like you also knows how to do things like this, unbelievable.]

David read her thoughts and he smiled, he did not understand why she could not use her mouth honestly and admit when she liked something.

“Why did you come over to my apartment?”

Phoebe clenched her toes and her eyes moved back and forth, she had come over on a whim and also to charge. Neither of those answers could be given.

What excuse could she use right now?