Every word Erin Janus uttered seemed to be indulging Sylvan Cheney, she couldn't believe that, with things having gone this far, a normal man wouldn't be moved.
Sylvan Cheney didn't speak, he just looked at her.
Erin Janus took the opportunity to lean closer, intentionally or unintentionally brushing her chest against his, her eyes filled with the softness of water, tender and affectionate.
Her pair of blue eyes were already quite attractive, like clear lakes, few men wouldn't be tempted, especially considering her great figure, now pregnant, adding a touch of maternal allure.
Sylvan Cheney held her wrist, not speaking nor making any other moves, just gazing at her.
Erin Janus proactively said, "Evan, it's been months since you wanted me like this, you'll get pent up…"
"Before giving birth, it's best to be careful." His cool voice sounded.
Erin Janus laughed, "Then tell me the truth, do you want it? I don't believe you don't…"
