Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 784 Love is In the Air

Jared's pupils shook slightly at her words, "You ..."

So, she was this happy just because she was doing something for him?

She was too easily satisfied!

An enormous warmth rose in Jared's heart, and he looked at her, his Adam's apple twitching slightly and voice low and husky, "Really so happy?"

"Yeah." Amber nodded, "Of course, I'm happy; this way, I know I'm not someone who can only let you help, but someone who can do the same in turn; it's called running both ways, isn't it?"

She looked into his ink-like eyes.

Jared's eyes darkened even more, "Running both ways..."

Amber tilted her head, "What's wrong with that word?"

Jared shook his head, "No, it's nothing, well said, I like it."

Amber smiled, "The most passionate and sincere relationship is going both ways; in our current relationship, you've always given the most; I've seen it all. I've been thinking about how to make it up to you, but you don't lack anything nor need me to do anything, so I've always been helpless, but now, well, I finally have a chance to do something for you, which makes my heart, finally, a little more balanced." She patted her chest, a happy look permeating her eyes.

Jared looked at her for a moment and then pinned her down on the couch with one hand.

Amber was startled and looked at the man on top of her with widened eyes, "Jared, you ..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the man captured her red lips.

"Mm..." Amber grunted first, and the next second, the man's tongue pried open her teeth and dug in, taking her tongue with it in a communal dance. Jared's kiss came suddenly, fiercely, and passionately.

Amber couldn't resist and was soon kissed to the point where she had little strength left, finally wrapping her arms around his neck and losing herself.

She probably knew why he was kissing her at this time; he was touched by what she had just said.

This man is like that; when the soft spot in his heart is poked, he will prove how excited and happy he is by his actions.

Indeed, words can't describe such a moving event, not even the feeling inside.

And to express it in practical terms is by far the most appropriate and the best way to let her know that he is happy.

Amber was amused that she had made this man so happy just because she had a recording and a few short sentences she said for him.

A thirty-year older man could be exceptionally sentimental at times.

Amber's hand around the man's neck tightened slightly.

Jared sensed her encouragement and kissed her with increasing devotion.

In time, the temperature in the office rose rapidly, and the air emitted flirty pink bubbles.

Without realizing how much time had passed, long enough for Jared to let go of Amber's lips and kiss Amber's neck, long enough for the clothes on Amber's body to become less and less, long enough for Jared to be left with only a thin shirt on him, when suddenly there was a knock on the office door.

The knock on the door was like a basin of cold water suddenly poured over them in the throes of lovemaking, which instantly brought them back to their senses.

Amber then remembered that Ben had gone to order lunch for them, and it was almost time for him to arrive; with a blush on her face, she immediately pushed the man on top of her away and sat up. The man's eyes widened by her abrupt push and looked at her incredulously, obviously upset at what she had done.

Amber glared at him and gasped slightly, "Okay, stop it, it should be Ben; go get the door."

She said as she straightened her messy hair and picked up the clothes on the floor next to the couch, putting them on.

She knew that Jared had kissed her out of happiness, and as his girlfriend, she was willing to satisfy him.

But she started, obviously, with the idea of just kissing him and didn't intend to go any further.

The result was that Amber's expression was indescribable in the end, and he almost stripped off her clothes.

The sexiness of the man is harmful.

The man was moved by lust; his eyes were dark, cheeks slightly red, behaviour powerful, and whole-body exuded hormones that drove women crazy. She was just an ordinary woman and was naturally attracted to such a man and eventually became addicted.

So, at that moment, she was so carried away by Jared's sexiness that she forgot that this was an office and that someone would be coming later. Luckily, they hadn't reached a critical point yet, but if they had, and someone suddenly knocked on the door, it would have been a sour feeling. She was fine as a woman, but a man would be more damaged than she was and more prone to problems.

Amber's eyes felt burnt, and she hurriedly averted her gaze, her heart beating like thunder.

Nothing should be wrong, right?

Without knowing what was going through Amber's head as her eyes fidgeted, Jared bent down to pick up his tie and suit jacket from the floor.

He just put the jacket on without the tie.

Once dressed, he straightened his collar and cuffs while frowning and saying in a hushed tone, "He picks his time to come."

His tone was full of displeasure, clearly unhappy that Ben had arrived at this time.

After all, who would be happy to be suddenly interrupted when they were about to have sex?

Amber looked at his darkened, upset while handsome face, covered her lips with a smile, and stood on the couch and smoothed his hair, "Well, stop complaining; meet you tonight?"

Hearing this, Jared froze for a moment, then jerked his eyes up to look at her with a glint.

Amber's face burned even more, and she turned straight to the side before pushing him forward a little, "Well, get your ass to the door."

Jared knew she was shy and didn't ask if what she said was true.

After all, in his mind, if she could be shy, that meant that she did mean it.

The gloom on Jared's face instantly disappeared, and the mood around him went from cloudy to sunny, and he was in a perfect mood.

"Okay, I'll get the door." He walked briskly towards the front door, his pace carrying a breeze.

It was evident how happy her words had just made him?

Amber shook her head in mirth, then hurriedly got off the couch and sat down, taking a sip of the long-cooled black tea on the coffee table in front of her, moving gracefully and elegantly, as if the panicked look she'd had when she'd rushed to push Jared away when the knock on the door had sounded was an illusion.