Chapter 83

Nicholas

After our steamy session, Allan came shortly after. Luckily, we had already dressed, but Eliana was still on my lap, sleeping soundly as I enjoyed the food. I felt much lighter, as if cumming during the quickie had lifted a big burden off my shoulders. My mind felt so fresh, as if I hadn't spent the entire morning going through files, holding online meetings, and filling out forms.

"This place reeks of sex." Typical Allan and his remarks. He strutted inside, one hand in his pocket.

"Shut up," I hissed, my mouth full.

"Hey Ellie," he diverted the conversation, looking at her back.

"She's asleep; lower your voice, motherfucker." I chastised, pulling my plate closer when he sniffed and eyed it.

"That intense?" He wiggled his eyebrows, earning a sharp glare from me.

"She just took some medications that have sedatives in them." I explained, but the way Allan looked at me meant he didn't believe me.

"This is unfair;