My Four Miraculous Treasures

So far, the Hughes family seemed to approve of Willow, and Jasper was being nice enough to her. Besides Jasper's ongoing enmity towards children, there was nothing for her to complain about.

First, she'd get to know him better. Then, she'd carry out a campaign to educate him about the many joys that children bring. Yes... she could make a baby daddy out of him, yet!

Cindy led Willow to Jasper's own room.

At first, Willow innocently assumed that it was just the guest room. As she stepped inside, the enormous, luxuriously appointed room left her spellbound and boggle-eyed.

The interior was bright and spacious. In front of a tall window was a chaise lounge, a coffee table, and a dark gray bookcase crammed with an array of choice titles. It was the ideal setup for a relaxing afternoon spent reading and enjoying coffee or tea.

The bedframe was encased in genuine black leather, ten feet long and fifteen feet wide!

The massive bed was covered with a fox-fur blanket, soft and silky, a class above.

If this was how the guest room was furnished...

Gosh, the lifestyles of the wealthy! It could be beyond your imagination; but it wouldn't be beyond their possession.noveldrama

Willow sighed, and stroked the fur blanket, testing its smooth, glossy texture with a fingertip. She could feel a sensation of infinite luxury, calling out to her...

Ahh... the wondrous world of the wealthy!

Willow leaned in and took a good, long whiff of the blanket. There was a light, refreshing scent of perfume upon it. If she fell asleep on this... she might never wake up again!

Without further delay, she stripped off her clothes, and then lay down upon the bed. The thick fur

enveloped her body and caressed her face, warm and tender.

In mere moments, she had drifted away, fast asleep.

Jasper spent some time working in the study, until his grandmother showed up to chase him off to bed.

He returned to his room to find a woman in his bed. Her eyes were shut in serene slumber.

He glanced at his wristwatch. It was barely past nine o'clock, and she was already done for the day? She certainly embraced the policy of 'early to bed...'

To him, nine o'clock was when his energy level was at its peak, and he could really get some work done. Then again, this was her first day in this house. She was basically still a guest here, so he might as well make some compromises for her sake.

Jasper went into the bathroom and took a shower. Emerging in a bathrobe, he pulled aside one corner of the blanket, and crawled in between the sheets.

Willow's peaceful slumber was interrupted by his passage beside her. Her first thought was that it must be one of her children, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Rolling over, she reached out for that person, pulled them close to her breast, and murmured hazily, "There, there... I've got you..."

Her arms wrapped around one of Jasper's legs, she stroked her hand. up and down his thigh, thinking she was comforting her daughter Hailey. She cooped and coaxed gently, to allay the little girl's night-time anxieties.

Hailey was always having bad dreams, which would cause her to thrash around in her sleep, sometimes weeping and whimpering.

During these times, Willow would hold her close, stroking her back and cooing gently to her. It soon became a habitual motion for her.

What she hadn't realized yet was

that it wasn't her young daughter she was holding in her arms right now, but Jasper's leg. Tenderly, her tiny hands roved up and down his thigh, and she even pressed her face right up against him...

Jasper's throat seized up, and his body temperature began to climb.

Lost in her delusions, Willow continued coaxing and caressing the thing that wasn't actually her daughter. Jasper had intended to leave her be, and just go to sleep. So much for that, now.

He prised her hands away, swung his leg out from her grasping clutches, then lay down beside her face-to-face. With one hand beneath her cheek, he turned her head up, so that her rose-red lips pouted together.

His gaze was intense. His voice whispered low, "This is your own doing, you know."

And then he leaned in close, and kissed her.