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.

was tempted to stroke his

by his firm grip, as he pulled her closer into his

trying to

up!” she

He didn’t awaken.

wake up, I’ll bite

Still, no response.

drink? Why are you so uncooperative when you’re drunk? Why won’t you Let me go?” Rosalynn berated, her words falling on deaf ears as Brian, presumably asleep, continued to

the point of arguing with an intoxicated

atmosphere, she succumbed to

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