"I want to give you an answer again today," Jane Sampson gently bit her lip, then took a deep breath, her gaze never leaving Jas Black’s face, eting his eyes head-on.
"I’ll only say it once, so you have to listen carefully," Jane paused for a few seconds before speaking again.
Jas Black didn’t know what she would say, but at this mont, as he waited for her response, he subconsciously held his breath.
He watched her lips part slowly, gently telling him,
"Jas Black, I love you."
Five words, yet each one burrowed deeply into his heart, taking root.
Jas Black was dumbstruck, remaining so for a long ti until she ran towards him in a full dash, only then did he co to his senses, instinctively standing up and wrapping his arms around the person hurling into his embrace.
Jane jumped out of the bed and directly hugged Jas Black, worried that he hadn’t heard her clearly, she tiptoed and repeated in his ear, "I love you."
This ti, Jas Black heard her loud and clear.
So clearly that he could hear every enunciation, every breath.
"Say it again for ?" Jas Black’s palm was gently touching her lips, and even he didn’t realize that his voice was trembling as he spoke.
It was like an unexpected surprise that hit him unprepared.
The person who had said she’d only say it once, spoke again.
"I said, I love you."
Her voice was as sweet as honey, addictive to him, and if possible, he wanted to hear this sentence for a lifeti.
"Jane Sampson, since you’ve said it out loud, you’ll have to do as you say for the rest of your life." He lifted her up again and placed her on the bed, this ti, without any hesitation, he kissed her directly.
Perhaps, even honey wasn’t a tenth as sweet as she was.
He fumbled to untie her bathrobe, and unsurprisingly, he touched her skin.
"Jane Sampson, it seems you intentionally lured in tonight," Jas Black remarked with a sigh of realization.
Underneath his bathrobe, there was nothing else.
His kisses beca more urgent, tenderly moving from her lips, down, and further down...
Jane laid beneath him like she was caught in a whirlpool, waiting for more of his affection.
Jas Black freed one hand to pull open the bedhead cabinet drawer, his palm searching inside.
He paused.
Then searched again.
Afterward, his movent stopped, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.
He was quiet for a few seconds, then withdrew his hand and looked down at the person beneath him, saying, "What are you planning to do if I say that thing is gone?"
"What?" Jane’s voice was incredibly soft, but after asking, she quickly realized what Jas was referring to.
The mini umbrella was gone!
"Who let you last ti..." Jane’s ears were burning.
Who let this man have no restraint and not rest last ti!
She lifted her foot to kick Jas Black, "Get off!"
This wasn’t ho, and at this ti, they couldn’t buy that stuff.
Jas Black took a long breath, his breathing still heavy, but he rolled over anyway, sprawled beside Jane, his eyes filled with repressed emotions.
"Jane Sampson, let’s make a bet," Jas suddenly spoke.
"What?" Jane reached out to pull the quilt over both of their bodies, not having to see certain unspeakable parts, she managed to focus on what Jas was saying.
"Bet on whether a one-ti tonight can make you pregnant, if you get pregnant, we keep it, if not, I’ll give you a gift," Jas said.
As soon as Jane heard about the gift, she instinctively wanted to agree.
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