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.

the embarrassment. It took his patient guidance to break her

first time

thought you wouldn’t be on it

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

deal with the stains. Guess I’m not sleeping tonight.” Feeling frustrated

have to wake up early,” Jasper softly comforted her and kissed her on the

“Let’s sleep in another bedroom. When morning comes, I’ll get

quickly shook her head. The thought of

stained sheets and get some