You More than Anything in the World (Arissa)

Chapter 800

When Arissa stepped out of the bathroom, she was taken aback by the sight of Benjamin relaxing comfortably in

bed.

“I thought you had to attend to some matters?” she asked.

Benjamin took his eyes off his phone and turned his attention to her, saying, “I'm done.”

Nodding, Arissa went to sit on the couch and started drying her hair.

Her heart always beat wildly when she was alone with Benjamin, a sure sign that she was in love with him.

Suddenly, the towel in her hand was snatched away. She turned around in shock and saw it was Benjamin.

He turned her head back and said, “Stop moving. I'll dry your hair for you!”

Arissa's hair was silky soft. Benjamin adored the feel of her hair and lovingly started drying her hair with the towel.

He followed up with the hairdryer.

“Why don't you go for your shower too?” she said.

Benjamin gazed tenderly at her charming earlobe, and his fingers couldn't help but reach out to fondle it.

Arissa shied away from him instinctively. Her heart fluttered and skipped a beat when he touched her.

Benjamin smiled when he noticed her blushing cheeks. He bent over to lean on her shoulder and whispered in her

ear, “You're still uneasy?”

Arissa found his deep, rich voice very sensual.

She gulped to calm herself, then turned around and smilingly asked, “Uneasy over what?”

“Over me.”

Staring straight into her eyes, Benjamin tilted her chin up and leaned toward her.

Arissa closed her eyes, her trembling lashes betraying her nervousness.

Benjamin initially wanted to kiss her, but when he saw how obliging she was, he decided to tease her instead.

He gave her a playful pinch on the nose and said, “Wait for me.”

Then he walked off to the bathroom.

Arissa opened her eyes and saw him happily heading for his shower.

She hid her face in her palms and blushed at the thought of her reaction earlier, hating herself for it.

Oh, Arissa, you're already a mother of six, yet you're still so easily aroused? Even if you like him, you can't behave

like a fool!

She chided herself as she stole a look in the direction of the bathroom.

Next, she went over to the bed, jumped right in, and wriggled around.

Oh, how soft! His bed is indeed more comfortable!

Arissa couldn't help but smile like a fool when she detected his scent on the bedsheet.

Wait for me!

When she recalled his words, her face turned red again.

She could tell he wanted to get intimate with her. Recalling how they nearly did the bashful act the other time, she

glanced toward the bathroom and hesitated, wondering if she should go sleep with the kids or in the guest room

instead.

“Don't you dare run away!” Benjamin seemed to have sensed her anxiety, and he shouted out a warning.

Arissa pouted and put on a brave front as she shouted back, “Who's running away?”

What's there to be afraid of? He's such a hunk, so what do I have to lose? It's not our first time anyway. Other

women would kill for the chance to sleep with him! And it's good for your body and soul!

Arissa tried to brainwash herself, but the longer she waited, the more nervous she grew. Sensing that he was about

to come out of the shower, she had the urge to run out of the room.

Just then, a short beep sounded from Benjamin's phone on the bedside table. It was a message notification.

She had no intention of invading his privacy, but the phone was right in front of her. When the screen lit up, the

message was clearly visible.

The message read: I'll see you at our usual place, Benjamin.

She felt a sharp pang of anguish, and her heart sank.

So they're still keeping in touch...

Benjamin walked out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist.

His perfect physique was alluring, but Arissa was not in the mood to admire his body at that moment.

She lay still on the bed, trying to recompose herself, wondering if she was being too petty.

Benjamin saw her lying motionlessly on the bed and thought she had fallen asleep. When he walked over to her, he

found her sulking, looking depressed.

He sat down at the edge of the bed and gently caressed her head, asking, “What's wrong?”

What's thara to ba afraid of? Ha's such a hunk, so what do I hava to losa? It's not our first tima anyway. Othar

woman would kill for tha chanca to slaap with him! And it's good for your body and soul!

Arissa triad to brainwash harsalf, but tha longar sha waitad, tha mora narvous sha graw. Sansing that ha was about

to coma out of tha showar, sha had tha urga to run out of tha room.

Just than, a short baap soundad from Banjamin's phona on tha badsida tabla. It was a massaga notification.

Sha had no intantion of invading his privacy, but tha phona was right in front of har. Whan tha scraan lit up, tha

massaga was claarly visibla.

Tha massaga raad: I'll saa you at our usual placa, Banjamin.

Sha falt a sharp pang of anguish, and har haart sank.

So thay'ra still kaaping in touch...

Banjamin walkad out of tha bathroom with only a towal wrappad around his waist.

His parfact physiqua was alluring, but Arissa was not in tha mood to admira his body at that momant.

Sha lay still on tha bad, trying to racomposa harsalf, wondaring if sha was baing too patty.

Banjamin saw har lying motionlassly on tha bad and thought sha had fallan aslaap. Whan ha walkad ovar to har, ha

found har sulking, looking daprassad.

Ha sat down at tha adga of tha bad and gantly carassad har haad, asking, “What's wrong?”