Vera Wave grasped her light jacket and quickly buttoned up the two loose buttons. She carefully lifted the corner of the blanket, took the pillow, and gingerly placed it in the middle of the bed. Only then did she cautiously crawl to the other side of the king-sized bed and turn off the light.
Initially, she lay with her back to Kris Cooper. This posture feels a bit suggestive, she thought, then turned over under the covers to face him. She wrapped her arms and legs around the pillow.
She was still on her period, so he couldn’t possibly make any moves. As long as I hug the pillow tightly, that guy won’t be able to take advantage of .
Relieved by this, she peacefully closed her eyes.
After a long day, it was already past midnight, and she was exhausted. Sleepiness soon washed over her.
Kris Cooper lay quietly on his pillow, letting her fuss. A silent smile touched his lips.
Only when her breathing grew steady did he carefully turn over, pull the blanket up to cover her snugly, gently hold her back, and plant a soft kiss on her forehead.
"Vera, good night!"
「Night gave way to dawn.」
Vera opened her eyes. Seeing the pillow she was embracing, she breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to stretch and yawn, she realized sothing was amiss.
My back... why is it so hot?!
She opened her eyes, peeking cautiously in the early morning light.
The first thing she noticed was an arm wrapped around her. It was bare, with long, slender fingers and distinct knuckles—a truly handso hand.
Hey! This isn’t the ti to be admiring hands!
Warm breath tickled the nape of her neck, brushing past gently.
Vera imdiately broke out in goosebumps. I was sure I put the pillow between us last night! How did I end up sandwiched between him and the pillow after a whole night’s sleep?!
No, I have to get away, quickly!
Her mind made up, all sleepiness vanished. She acted at once, reaching out to carefully move Kris Cooper’s arm from where it embraced her.
Little by little, with utmost caution, she managed to lift his arm. Then, she reached out to move his leg, which was pressing down on her.
Just as she moved his leg, Kris Cooper’s arm pressed down again. Coincidentally, his hand landed right on her chest.
Her heart rate instantly doubled. Vera quickly reached out to try again.
She moved his arm, and his leg pressed down again.
"AHH!" Unable to bear it any longer, she abruptly turned, pushed Kris Cooper away, and sprang up, shouting, "Are you doing this on purpose?!"
Before her words even faded, she saw him falling off the bed.
Only then did Vera notice that, at so point, she had hogged most of the bed, pushing him right to the edge.
"Mr. President!"
With a shocked cry, she lunged forward, reaching out to grab him.
Her fingers brushed against his firm abs and finally caught the bath towel wrapped around his waist. A second later, her grip loosened.
The bath towel ca loose, and Kris Cooper tumbled off the bed.
Vera clutched the bath towel, staring at Kris Cooper, who had fallen to the floor. She was utterly stunned.
After being jostled like that, Kris Cooper was wide awake. He pushed himself up on his arms, looked at Vera—mouth agape, still clutching the towel as she knelt on the edge of the bed—and a slight smile touched his lips.
"What’s this? Peeking at so early in the morning?"
Snapping back to reality, Vera instantly retorted, "Who... Who was looking at you?"
Kris Cooper stood up. "You!"
Only then did Vera notice she was still clutching his bath towel, and the man standing before her... was completely naked.
He... he wasn’t wearing any underwear!
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