Boomerang Love

Brendan's face darkened, and he clasped Naomi's wrists firmly with both hands.

"You're doing it again. Have you grown accustomed to lying?"

Naomi wrestled her right hand free and playfully slapped Brendan's shoulder. "Can't there be some trust between husband and wife?"

Seeing this, Brendan wrapped his arm around Naomi's waist, drawing her close.

"You're in quite the mood this morning."

He bit Naomi's ear lightly before whispering something in her ear, earning a blush from the usually shameless Naomi.

Before she could respond, the bedroom door swung open.

"Naomi, you're still in bed? Aren't you going to work?"

The couple's heads snapped toward the door and saw Heather walking in.

Heather came to a sudden halt upon seeing the scene.

After a while, she finally regained her composure. "Oh, Brendan's home! Carry on, you two."

Heather hastily closed the door behind her.

She thought Brendan had been staying away from home recently. So, she had thought to look for Naomi and suggest the latter get pregnant soon.

After the door closed, Naomi couldn't contain her laughter at Brendan's vexed expression.

"I'm not at fault this time, Mr. Ludwig. Your mom paid us an unexpected visit."

Brendan patted Naomi's ass, urging her to get up. "Get off."

Since Heather was there, they couldn't carry on and decided to go down for breakfast instead.

Naomi felt a little bad for Brendan since they had been interrupted again.

She comforted him, saying, "We'll do it tonight! I won't work overtime."

Brendan pinched her waist and kissed her deeply before reluctantly letting her go.

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Heather looked awkward when she saw them. She had never thought that Naomi would be bold enough to pin Brendan down.

So, it seemed Brendan was the one not pulling his weight, not Naomi.

"Ready for breakfast?" Heather forced a smile.

"I've prepared some supplements for you, Brendan. Naomi, remind him to take them later."

Naomi glanced at the kitchen and noticed it was all aphrodisiacs. Heather was something else.

"Sure thing, Mom." Naomi hid her amusement.

Brendan's face fell as he suddenly huffed. "Mom, do you have nothing better to do?"

Heather's eyes widened. "That's right! I have nothing better to do! That's why you should hurry up and give me a grandchild."

Brendan shot her a look of disdain and muttered faintly, "You won't be getting a grandchild if you keep interrupting like earlier."

Heather tensed up. "Did I scare you? I know you have trouble getting it up. I shouldn't have scared you."

Heather looked regretful, while Brendan seemed annoyed.

Naomi quickly tried to lighten the mood. "Mom, he's not as bad as you think."

"Naomi, I know you're just trying to make Brendan feel better." Heather took Naomi's hand and said, "it seems I'll have to trouble you on this."

"We're a family after all." Despite her calm facade, Naomi was secretly laughing her ass off inside.

Seeing the two women having fun, Brendan kicked Naomi.

Heather narrowed her eyes at this. "You're at fault, but you can't even admit it. Hurry up and take better care of yourself. Don't leave Naomi hanging."