Blind Date Turned Proposal

The sound of water droplets hitting her hair woke Josie from her slumber. As she regained her senses, she spoke, “Dexter, you have a fiancée.”

“Yeah,” he responded calmly, seemingly unfazed. “I’ve told you before; you are mine for life.”

Josie looked up, observing the movement of his Adam’s apple on his neck. She was about to retort when Dexter released her. He took her hand and led her back to the master bedroom.

“What are you doing?” Josie exclaimed in disbelief.

“Sleep with me.”

“You’ve gone mad!”

“I won’t touch you.”

Perhaps due to exhaustion, Dexter’s voice was hoarse. “Sleep with me, Josie. I won’t check what you just sent.”

That sentence struck a chord with Josie, leaving her motionless.

So, in the end, the two lay on their sides, with Dexter holding her from behind, making no inappropriate moves.

Josie could hear his slow and steady breathing. The recent stress must have taken a toll on him, as he was truly exhausted.

asleep, he suddenly

skipped

explained it back

was ambiguous. “On the day you exposed Leanne’s plagiarism, you were also

one instance made him unable

“That’s just a coincidence.”

grip around her waist, not indicating whether

Dexter held her especially tight, and it took a long time for Josie to fall asleep. When she woke up the next day, he

her side reminded her

of cotton slippers that had appeared beside the bed at

of the room, Josie looked down from the second

group of people, apparently tailors, were there with suits, waiting

dealing

difficult position. “Mr. Russell, Ms. Olsen specifically instructed us to see you wear the suits. Please

at him. “No need to

sweating profusely. “If you don’t try, I’m afraid we can’t report

call and hung up before saying, “Aren’t you afraid you won’t be able to

man was so anxious that he was about to get

gaze, silently descending the stairs in her cotton slippers. “What’s