The next few weeks were filled with guilty pleasures for Reyona.
She knew she should put a stop to it, but she just couldn't.
They could hardly keep their hands off each other.
They made fiery, passionate love in unexpected places.
Just as they came together in the gentlest and soul-stirring ways.
Reyona couldn't believe she could do the things she had done with him the past couple of weeks.
She wanted to blame it all on his insatiable hunger for her, but she knew that would just be hypocritical.
She was as hot for him as he seemed to be for her.
Having dinner or breakfast with him in the company of the children was nothing short of torture.
His eyes drank her most scandalously.
Reyona wondered how she had managed not to combust from the way he looked at her at times.
And the words he whispered to her when no one was watching?
It was enough to send her heart spiking every time.
His small and deliberate touches when they were together alone or with people never failed to suffuse her body with heat.
Reyona had always believed she was too professional to do certain things.
Well, she realised how wrong she had been when he had dropped in on her while she was working late one day.
It is safe to say that the work eventually waited till the next day.
By the time they were done, her files were strewn all over the floor just like their clothes.
And the food he brought for her was well past cold.
Still, they had shared it while naked on the Persian rug in front of the fireplace.
Of course, he ended up "accidentally" smearing her breasts with the chicken sauce.
And then, like the gentleman he was, he had to clean it up for her.
That cleaning had lasted another hour, and they tumbled into Reyona's home that night well past midnight.
Reyona couldn't believe how much she had let go of her inhibitions towards him.
She almost couldn't remember why she had found him so annoying before.
Still, she didn't want other people to read what was not there in their arrangement, so she told him she didn't want them to be obvious about their attraction to each other.
Still, Celia had cornered her in the kitchen when they went to visit the Jordans on a weekend.
"Oh my God." she squealed suddenly and Reyona almost dropped the apple pie they had come to get from the kitchen.
"What?" she asked in confusion, even as the smile on Celia's face made her guess what this could be about.
"No, no. Don't pretend now," Celia said as she wagged her finger at her.
Then she dragged the stool out, sat down and faced Reyona. "Spill," she ordered.
Reyona marvelled at how two people who looked so different could have so much in common.
Celia's gleeful look was almost the same as what Toria had on her face when Reyona told her she had moved in with Maxwell and the kids.
Her sister had conveniently ignored the reason why Reyona had moved in, and she had gleefully declared that they wouldn't be able to keep their hands off each other for long.
Reyona still hadn't told her what had finally happened, just because of the glee with which Celia was looking at her at that moment.
That and the "I told you so" that her sister would ship in.
Though none of them would admit it, she knew that her sister and Celia had a wager going on about her and Maxwell as well.
Which meant anything she admitted to Celia would automatically be known by Toria. So Reyona simply shrugged and said, "I don't know what you are talking about."
"Don't you? Don't you now?" Celia asked as she narrowed her eyes at Reyona and got off the stool to circle Reyona while nodding her head like a sage. "Hmm. Hmm. Hmmm"
Reyona rolled her eyes and said "Don't you need to go check on your baby or something? I am sure that everyone is waiting for this delightful pie. I, for one, know that I can't wait to have this."
"Mira is perfectly happy with that beautiful girl of yours. They can wait for their cake, and you are hiding something."
"Like what? I am not hiding anything." Reyona said, undeterred by Celia's disbelieving look.
"I bet. I just bet you guys are all over yourself most of the time. What I would give to be a fly in that house right now or when you guys are…"
Reyona shook her head as she laughed, mostly to cover the buzz she was already having under her skin from the image that Celia's words were reminding her of. "You are a pervert. Does Andrew know that?"
"Oh, yeah. You can be sure that he loves my perversity more than anything. Enough about my husband. Tell me what you two have been up to."
"Nothing. Nothing at all." Reyona said as she sidestepped around her and took the pie platter from the counter.
"These beauties will be gone in no time if you don't come out soon, and I wouldn't even be sorry for it. I should remind you that Junior loves them. I will remind Andrew that you won't mind if we have them all too."
"Bitch." Celia said in frustration and Reyona laughed.
Celia was right about one thing though.
Allysyn seemed to be taken with Miranda just as the toddler was with her.
They had been almost inseparable since they had arrived that afternoon.
Reyona got to see more of the girl's rare smiles that evening.
She waved Maxwell's offer to help aside and went back to the kitchen to get the forks she had forgotten to take.
"I tell you she is glowing! Well, she wouldn't admit it, but I am telling you I know these things. They couldn't keep their eyes off each other either. Phew, I tell you they make me want to drag Drew away from the table and have my wicked ways with him. Oh, she thinks she is slick but…ah!" Celia jolted when she finally realised Reyona's presence as she turned.
She disconnected the call and said, "You scared me!"
Reyona raised her brows. "Oh, I am sorry. My bad. I totally accept full responsibility." she said in a saccharine tone that was anything but sorry.
Celia narrowed her eyes at her. "No, you are not."
"Was that Toria?" Reyona asked.
Celia looked at the phone in her hand like she was just seeing it for the first time.
She gave Reyona a clueless look as she said "What? No. It was… I think I heard Mira crying."
With that, she hightailed it out of the kitchen so fast that Reyona burst into laughter.
She was tempted to call Toria, but she knew that would only mean she was admitting something.
Her sister wouldn't be able to hold off for long anyway.
Especially if she was on the losing edge of whatever their wager was.
For now, Reyona would eat the pie and try not to fantasize about many other things she would like to do with that pie.
She chuckled at the naughtiness of her thoughts.
Who could have thought?