Chapter 954 Don't Love Me, Only Love My Body? 1
Sienna kept reading her script, her tone flat. "It's not that easy to get me mad! But Bruce, you really need to work on your temper. Aren't you in your thirties now?"
"Even at sixty, I could still make you happy."
Men could be so shameless, saying stuff like that without a second thought.
Sienna put down her script and looked at him quietly, then mused, "When you're sixty, we might not even be together anymore. You might have some other glamorous old lady by then."
"What glamorous old lady? That's ridiculous."
Bruce couldn't help but laugh.
In his mind, both his mother and Sienna's mother were well-maintained and still beautiful and elegant, far from being described as "glamorous old ladies."
Suddenly, he cupped Sienna's face and examined her closely.
Sienna tried to swat his hands away, but he held on, squishing her face like a cartoon character. Her voice was muffled. "Bruce, what are you doing?"
Bruce's eyes darkened.
He felt a deep affection for Sienna, not just desire, but genuine fondness.
He leaned in and gently kissed her lips.
As he looked into her eyes, all he saw was annoyance and disdain, just their usual playful banter.
He felt a bit disappointed.
Bruce could tell that Sienna was holding back compared to before. She wasn't giving her heart anymore. Even if she was passionate during their intimate moments, it was purely physical, not emotional.
He cared, but he was willing to wait for her.
He thought that in the future, amidst all the mundane daily life, he would continue to show her romance. One year, two years, she would eventually feel his affection.
Suddenly, Bruce felt better.
He playfully nibbled on her nose.
He expected her to get angry, but Sienna instead pulled him closer, kissing him passionately. One of her soft hands roamed, making it hard for him to resist. He panted, "Will's still awake."
Sienna was clearly doing it on purpose.
She clung to his neck, her eyes seductive. "Oh, so you remember Will's still awake? If he's awake, why are you messing with me?"
Bruce's gaze deepened.
He glanced towards the bedroom, then lifted Sienna, placing her high on the back of the couch so they were almost eye level. He kissed her while his hand slipped inside her robe, teasing her.
Sienna wanted to resist but also enjoyed it.
When he did it right, she couldn't help but lean into him, softly moaning his name, "Bruce."
Bruce whispered in her ear, his voice a low, masculine chuckle. "You don't love me, you just like it when I do this to you. Feels good, doesn't it?"
At times like this, such words from a man didn't offend a woman.
They actually added to the excitement.
Sienna couldn't hold back either. She kissed the spot behind his ear, Bruce's most sensitive area, and he immediately responded.
Sure enough, he couldn't resist anymore. He sat her down on the couch.
He coaxed her to undo his belt, telling her to be quiet. Sienna half-heartedly resisted.
With Will in the bedroom and them in the living room, the secrecy made it even more thrilling. Plus, they had both had a bit to drink, making them more impulsive.
Just as things were getting intense, Will fell out of his crib in the bedroom.
He started crying loudly.
Bruce zipped up and rushed over. Will was sitting on the carpet, pointing to his head, "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"
He had bumped his head on the edge of the bed.
Will had a small bump on his head, and they took him to the hospital that night for a check-up.
The Taylor family found out and first gave Bruce a good scolding, then the couple rushed over that night.
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