Nathan Moore and Felix Shaw arrived in Banyan City after noon.
More than an hour by hover taxi and two hours by private car; although the extended business vehicle was more comfortable than ordinary cars, the over two-hour journey was still exhausting.
Felix Shaw sowhat regretted not forcibly bringing that woman to accompany him. How nice it would be to bathe, then hold her in his arms and sleep blissfully!
Instead, now two grown n, hair dripping wet, both wrapped in bathrobes, revealing their dense leg hair, reclining on the couch, with a wine glass in hand, others who didn’t know better might think they were up to sothing fishy!
"Big bro, did you hit the sack early last night?"
After sipping so wine, Felix Shaw was extrely sleepy. He had been working on the field most of the night yesterday, got up early to catch the hover taxi this morning, and really wanted to enjoy a good sleep to rejuvenate, but seeing the man opposite him with a face looking all spry and excited for spring, Felix Shaw was both curious and hesitant to say that he wanted to sleep.
So, he had to subtly express his thoughts.
"No." A single word, the corners of Nathan Moore’s lips lifted slightly, his gentle gaze falling on the dark red liquid in his hand.
"Didn’t sleep much at all last night, stayed awake till dawn." Just thinking about seeing that woman got him excited, so after giving Olivia Zane a bath, he lay in bed tossing and turning without a hint of sleepiness.
Hearing Nathan Moore’s response, Felix Shaw beca quite startled, bracing his arms against the couch’s armrests, straightening his body forward, his eyes wide in astonishnt.
What the hell! Staying up all night without sleep, without even a woman, and you jerked off till dawn!
Thinking thus, Felix Shaw blurted out, "Damn, big bro! Respect!"
While speaking, he even gave Nathan Moore a thumbs up, leaving the latter utterly puzzled as he continued.
"You jerked off until dawn? Quick, let your brother check whether the palm of your hand has worn itself bald or not!"
Nathan Moore...
Grabbed a cushion and threw it at him.
"Not everyone is like you!"
"Really?" Felix Shaw, feeling disappointed, leaned back again, his spirits suddenly deflating as he sipped his wine with a gloomy expression, "And here I thought you’d gone secular like us."
Among the four brothers, Felix Shaw was the most flirtatious, changing won not any slower than changing clothes.
Every season of the year, he had different won by his side.
And he unabashedly claid to be romantic but not lecherous because he was willing to spend money on won, ensuring sizable compensation even after they parted ways.
As for the oldest brother, Nicholas Croft, he was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, utterly gentle only in appearance.
While no one saw him bringing any woman around openly, his own weapon remained highly polished!
Of course, after getting Sophie Foster, a professional at polishing, Nicholas Croft left his own ’big gun’ in her care completely, not ’storing’ it elsewhere anymore.
Speaking of Evander Lancaster, the guys often made jokes about him.
They said that he’d seen too many won’s bare bodies on the operating table, so... he totally forgot about his primitive male reactions; even if a voluptuous woman stripped and danced in front of him, he wouldn’t be moved at all.
As for Nathan Moore, the brothers saw him as a true lover within their midst.
Not seeking won, not jerking off, always watching over just one woman, Olivia Zane, content to look but unable to touch, yet never tiring of it.
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