A Life Debt Repaid

“Umph." All Quinn could feel was the softness on her lips as Sam suddenly leaned in to kiss her.

However, he was gentle as if she were a treasure that needed babying, and after pulling away, he stared at her lips and whispered, "So soft." Quinn flushed right then—so he was having a wet dream just then?! She was at once amused and fuming.

A leopard really never changes its spots—so he was thinking about that all the time?! It was a pipe dream wishing he would change that side of him! Quinn sighed, just as Sam leaned in for another kiss.

“wake up, Sam," she huffed as she shoved him, rougher this time in hopes that he would wake up.

She certainly did not want to get humped for no good reason, especially when she was still on her period.

Her persistent shaking also had an effect on Sam, and he frowned at her.

"Why's this dream so vivid?" "It's not a dream," Quinn told him.

Sam promptly leapt off the couch, coming to his senses right then as all drowsiness left him.

a dream?!" "So who were you dreaming

else?! To be precise, it was not a dream, but more a fantasy he had in the past, where

he decided against saying that, just as he could not say the many things he had in his

one to mince words, but it just happened when he was

he asked, "How did I fall asleep?" "Maybe you're exhausted," Quinn said, refraining from pressing

times when one should just turn a blind eye— ignorance is

take a bath and sleep,"

for you to take

up early for

about you?" Sam asked just as he

you be

blushed a little but

returned to his room, though he was a little frustrated after