Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 88: Your Saliva Is So Sweet

Chapter 88: Chapter 88: Your Saliva Is So Sweet
Her best friend returned home?
That excuse is quite passable.
Damon Hawke curved his lips into a smile, reached out his long arm, and helped her fasten the seatbelt.
"So, I’m unpresentable?"
The man deliberately blew a breath next to her ear, incredibly flirtatious.
Elara Don only felt her ears burning and her body going weak.
She quickly used her hands to push against his chest, applying some force to push him away.
"Tom, I said it’s just pretending to be my boyfriend, don’t take it so seriously, okay? When I need you, I’ll call you. Stop coming to find me so early in the morning!"
Frustrating!
Why does she feel like she’s got herself a ticking time bomb?
"So, I’m just here to be used? Elly, that’s not fair to me!"
Damon Hawke chuckled softly, reached out to pinch her chin, his dark eyes deep and focused.
"You said you were willing, so what, now you want to back out?"
Elara Don tried to free herself from the man’s hand but was caught by him again.
Damon Hawke slightly raised his eyebrow, his dark eyes fixed on the woman’s red lips, his voice hoarse.
"If you don’t want me to back out, then give me a little sweet reward, like..."
As the man finished speaking, her lips felt a warmth.
The warm breath instantly wrapped around her, causing her spine to tingle with electricity.
This rascal, how dare he take advantage of her!
Elara Don, after the initial daze, hurriedly broke free.
Damon Hawke was reluctant but still let her go.
Both were somewhat out of breath.
Damon Hawke looked at Elara Don, blushing and flustered, her almond eyes gleaming with emotion, and he chuckled softly, lovingly ruffling her hair.
Finally tasted her again.
So sweet!
"Don’t get all touchy with me! I’m warning you, just this once, there won’t be a next time. If there’s a next time..."
"If there’s a next time, you won’t need me to pretend to be your boyfriend?"
Damon Hawke looked at the small woman waving her fists, put on his sunglasses, and started the car.
Seems like she still needs someone to pretend to be her boyfriend!
So, is she being threatened by someone?
Does someone believe that she can only bluff?
"Hmph, if there’s a next time, I’ll find someone else to pretend to be my boyfriend."
"Haha, you can try! See if my fists have eyes."
Thinking of finding a new boyfriend?
Does he seem like a pushover?
"Hey, why are you so unreasonable? Typical bad-boy behavior."
"Mm, good that you know. I’ve already claimed you as mine, so you can’t go looking for other men."
"Are you some ancient king? It’s not up to you to decide."
"It is up to me."
"..."
The two bickered all the way.
Elara Don looked at how smug he was, feeling like jumping out of the car.
What should she do? She’s regretting it now!
Feels like she’s gotten herself into big trouble!
The car stopped in front of a chain restaurant.
Elara Don got out of the car and walked in with Damon Hawke.
They found a seat by the window and sat down.
"What do you want to eat?"
Damon Hawke handed the menu to Elara Don.
"Soy milk and fried dough sticks."
"Just that?"
Damon Hawke raised an eyebrow and asked.
"It’s just breakfast; something simple is fine."
This man even takes her to a restaurant for breakfast.
Maybe it’s because he’s used to being a bodyguard for wealthy people, picking up on their habits.
"A cup of coffee, no sugar, and a portion of each of these specialty snacks."
Damon Hawke ordered quite a bit of food, and Elara Don glanced at him, "Can you eat all that alone?"
With the amount he ordered, she could eat it for several meals.
Damon Hawke gave her an amused glance, "What, afraid I’ll eat you out of house and home?"
Elara Don rolled her eyes, couldn’t be bothered to respond.
Damon Hawke chuckled softly, poured a glass of water for Elara Don, "These are all the restaurant’s specialties, ordered them for you. It’s my treat."
Ordered for her?
So considerate?
Elara Don felt a warmth in her heart but complained out loud, "Wasting is bad. There are just two of us; ordering so much is wasteful if we can’t finish it."
"So thrifty? Hmm, you’re indeed a good wife candidate."
Elara Don: "..."
Some people have honeyed words.
Elara Don rolled her eyes at him, didn’t want to talk, turned her head to look outside the window.
It was the rush hour, with lots of people and cars.
Elara Don watched an elderly couple helping each other across the street and felt a twinge of envy.
If she grows old, will she have a loving partner to share warmth with for the rest of her life?
"What are you looking at?"
"That old couple there, their affection is enviable."
Elara Don sighed.
Then she heard Damon’s voice coming through.
"As long as you’re with me, I’ll make you the envy of others."
Elara Don: "..."
This man, flirting non-stop in the morning!
Makes one’s face flush and heart race!
Elara Don bit her lip and glared at him.
Just then the waiter brought breakfast, Elara hurriedly took her order of soy milk and drank through a straw.
Damon Hawke watched the slight redness of her ears, with traces of amusement in his eyes.
"Here, try this."
Damon Hawke picked a piece of cake and brought it to her lips.
"I can do it myself."
"Open your mouth."
Damon’s voice had a hint of domination and insistence.
Elara Don unconsciously opened her mouth, taking a small bite.
The slightly sweet pastry was delicate and filled her taste buds.
Extraordinarily delicious.
Elara Don’s eyes brightened, just as she was about to praise the taste, she saw Damon Hawke take back the portion she had bitten and put it into his own mouth.
Elara Don: "..."
What kind of behavior is this?
Why eat something she already ate!
Elara Don’s cheeks flushed, "Eating something I tasted already, isn’t that gross?"
"Gross? Your saliva is sweet."
Elara Don: "..."
Goodness!
She didn’t realize this man could flirt so much!
"Just eat your breakfast properly. If you keep this up, be careful or I’ll get angry with you!"
"Your face is so red? What, shy?"
"Haha, just hot."
"Hmm, I understand, don’t worry, I won’t make fun of you."
"..."
Elara Don felt that she hadn’t been this relaxed in a long time.
Looking at the man’s ordinary smile, suddenly felt very pleasant.
Hmm, might reconsider, if he truly changes his ways, she wouldn’t mind letting him know he has a son.
After breakfast, Damon Hawke drove her to the Hawke Group entrance.
"Work hard, tonight..."
"No need for you to pick me up, I can take the bus back."
Elara hurriedly interrupted him, fearing he’d offer to pick her up from work.
Damon chuckled, "Alright, you don’t like clingy guys, I’ll follow your orders."
He hadn’t planned on picking her up anyway, considering he is quite busy.
"Let’s keep in touch then."
Elara Don got out of the car, waved to Damon, and entered the company.
Damon drove to a secluded corner, where Rhun Quinn had been waiting for some time.