Rosalynn’s brow furrowed as her heart pounded against her ribcage.

Another attempt to push him away proved futile.

Was he mistaking her for a pillow?

With a resigned sigh, Rosalynn Lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

His breath tickled her ear.

She turned her head slightly, taking in his handsome, albeit placid, face.

tempted to

part was halted by his firm grip, as he pulled her closer into his

trying to suffocate

wake up!” she

He didn’t awaken.

don’t wake up, I’ll bite

Still, no response.

won’t you Let me go?” Rosalynn berated, her words falling on deaf ears as Brian, presumably asleep,

the point of arguing with an

alcohol-Laden atmosphere, she succumbed

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