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.

intimacy, she dared not moan loudly due to the embarrassment. It took his patient guidance to break her mental barrier and release her feelings when they

his first time seeing her acting

thought you wouldn’t be on it

With a serious expression, he slowly flipped the blanket aside. The stained bedsheet and

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

tomorrow. We don’t have to wake up early,” Jasper softly comforted her and kissed her

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

shook her head. The thought of it

can throw out the stained