Can’t Win Me Back

“Wet the bed? God no!” Alyssa embarrassedly pummeled Jasper’s chest. He appeared fine, even when her fists hurt. “How could you say that?”

He grabbed her hand and rubbed it on his chest. “Fine, it’s my fault. My brain froze. I bet I’ll be the one wetting the bed when we’re old and frail.”

Alyssa, who was angrily drawing circles with her fingertip on his chest, suddenly let out a chuckle at his hilarious remark.

He questioned, “Anyway, what’s wrong? You scared me for a while just now.” He gently caressed her cheek with concern.

“I… I’m on my period.” She clutched the blanket tightly and pressed her lips.

Although she and Jasper had slept together and trusted each other, she was incredibly sensitive about her image and strove to carry herself with elegance and discipline.

not moan loudly due to the embarrassment. It took his

his first time seeing

I thought you wouldn’t be on

expression, he slowly flipped the blanket aside. The stained bedsheet and blanket looked like

Now, I have to deal with the stains. Guess I’m not sleeping tonight.” Feeling frustrated partly because of the

tomorrow. We don’t have to wake up

sleep in another bedroom. When morning comes, I’ll get Mrs. Rosie to wash all the bedsheets

That’s so embarrassing.” She quickly shook her head. The thought of it mortified

out the stained sheets and get some