Finally, Olivia snapped back to reality. As she packed, she murmured softly, “Do you think about these things all day?"

Dylan responded candidly, "Yes. Maybe it's because I've been feeling unsatisfied lately."

Olivia chose not to respond further, although she considered that suppressing his desires might not be good for both his physical and mental well-being. Yet, she let the conversation drop there.

The evening before they were set to leave, after Leyla and Eason had fallen asleep, Olivia returned from visiting her parents.

She entered the bedroom to find Dylan perusing some documents on the couch, dressed simply in suit pants and a plain shirt, looking effortlessly sharp. The room was warm and inviting.

Noticing her approach, Dylan casually asked, “Have your parents gone to bed? Eason was a bit fussy earlier, but Leyla managed to get him settled."

Olivia removed her coat and sat next to him, her voice soft. “Still caught up with work, huh?"

Dylan looked up and his eyes Lingered on her.

Olivia had grown thinner since giving birth to Eason, yet to Dylan, she seemed more alluring than ever. Considering that Eason was now five months old and could start eating solid foods, he asked gently, "When do you plan to wean Eason off?"

His tone was even, as if discussing routine matters with his spouse, and Olivia leaned into his shoulder, quietly fiddling with the buttons on his shirt. After a moment, she smiled and replied, "Maybe in another month. He's still young. It seems safer to continue a bit longer."

Hearing that, Dylan whispered, "How Lucky he is!"

Then he gently kissed her.

At this time of day, emotions tended to run high, making it easy for intimacy to bloom. It had been a long while since Olivia had felt this way, so when Dylan carried her to the bed, she let him.

Dylan's room was next to hers, usually cluttered with his belongings.

Soon, she was lying on the bed, and Dylan proceeded with tenderness.

As they made love, he gently pressed his forehead against hers, observing her expressions intently. "You're turned on right now, aren't you?"

In an attempt to silence his inquiries, Olivia pulled him closer and kissed him deeply.

It had been a long time since she felt this stirred by affection.

Dylan, caught up in the moment, nearly lost control but remained cautious, ensuring Olivia was comfortable throughout.

It was two o'clock in the morning by the time they finished.