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.

to stroke

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

trying to suffocate

wake up!” she

He didn’t awaken.

don’t wake up,

Still, no response.

me go?” Rosalynn berated,

the point of arguing

atmosphere, she

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