Blind Date Turned Proposal

Josie’s voice sounded muffled and distant, yet Dexter managed to hear it. He reached out and grabbed her wrist, his body temperature almost scorching her skin.

His grip was strong despite his weakened state.

Feeling the pain from his firm grasp, Josie furrowed her brows as she stubbornly placed a pill by his lips and handed him water. But he didn’t open his mouth, causing the water to spill over.

Covered in sweat, Josie called, “Dexter, Dexter?”

The pill melted in Dexter’s mouth, its bitterness perhaps unnoticed amidst his condition.

Josie couldn’t do anything else but observe that he didn’t spit it out. Deciding to withhold the water, she silently resolved to let him endure the discomfort.

With that in mind, she gently laid him back down and prepared to leave. However, her wrist was firmly grasped, and she found herself pulled into Dexter’s embrace.

In a hoarse voice, he whispered into her ear, “Stay with me.”

The warm touch reached Josie’s skin through their clothes, causing her to furrow her brows in discomfort.

He remained with his eyes closed throughout, yet he relied on his senses alone to recognize her presence, tightening his grip even more.

“Stay with me and sleep for a while,

a muscle. She listened

from his powerful grip. She used all her

gaze, she found

sleeping, utterly different from his usual imposing and cold demeanor. He even appeared

tightly pressed together as if he didn’t sleep soundly.

so close that Josie could see the hint of stubble

continued

and taken medicine, he began to sweat. After some

towel. She dampened it with water and wiped

momentarily drawn to a folder

the folder labeled

her fingertips had instinctively opened the file. Inside, she found planning

in places that required attention

through each page, then looked back at Dexter lying on the bed, her

Group, who handled billion-dollar deals daily, had dedicated his precious. time and expertise to work on the planning for her studio.