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.

it's not a dream?!" "So who

pursed his lips—who else?! To be precise, it was not a dream, but more a fantasy he had

he could not say the many things he had in his mind—all because

obviously was not one to mince words, but

"Maybe you're exhausted," Quinn said, refraining

when one should just turn a blind eye— ignorance is bliss, after

a bath

and it's rare for you to take a

to wake up early for work

just as he was returning

this court case." "Will you be sleeping in my room?"

blushed a little but

his room, though he was a little frustrated after