There was no computer in the room, and the moment Charlotte touched him, Ryan instantly understood.
Fixing a computer? This was no different from a guy telling a girl, "My cat can do backflips; want to come see?"
Looking at the charming widow in front of him, Ryan felt his desire ignite like a flame. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her curvaceous body against him, and teased, "Aunt, are you jealous?"
"Jealous? Not quite," Charlotte replied with a seductive smile. "But don't you think you owe me a little hush money?"
She leaned closer, her voice dripping with allure. "You made such a big noise last night when you made your mother-in-law. Your wife was so exhausted she slept through it, completely unaware."
"But as for me. I was wide awake. Do you know how torturous that was? And today, I still have to act like nothing happened."
"Otherwise, your mother-in-law won't be able to raise her head in front of me in the future."