My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“No, there’s no need!”

Florence stopped him immediately, it would be an adult-only image if he came out.

She then put the clothes in one hand and handed them over to him.

Ernest took the door and soon as he did, Florence closed the door immediately.

Her heartbeat resumed back to normal once his seductive face disappeared in front of her.

But the heart started racing again thinking that she would be sharing a bed with Ernest tonight.

It was good to have him back, she was happy but somehow a little too adventurous.

Florence sat on the sofa listening to him showering in the washroom.

It had stopped.

Finally, the shower had stopped.

Florence’s body stiffened and she sat there uncomfortably.

After some time, Ernest walked out of the washroom wearing his pyjamas.

His hair was still wet with water dripping down the edges, he looked seductive.

Florence’s eyes were locked onto him.

Ernest stared at her dazing at him, his desire that was washed away by the cold water was ignited again.

His sights turned darker, “Not going to take shower?”

Shower…

He had just showered.

Florence blushed again.

Ernest’s lips lifted and said seductively, “I’ll be waiting on the bed.”

It was like an explosion in Florence’s mind, her entire face reddened.

He was indeed the god of flirting.

“I’ll be long, don’t wait for me.”

her tongue soon after, what did

look at him, she went to the fitting room, grabbed her pyjamas and went into the washroom.

slammed the door and finally felt relax not being stared at.

was still racing.

he

Did he mean, tonight…

To get intimate?

made Florence

deep breath, walked under

she had to cool down.

the shower for quite a long before

fell onto the bed the moment she walked

exactly how it looked like, it seemed no one had touched the

he would be waiting in

to find

out of the

and accidentally knocked onto

was embraced in a long pair of arms, warm

his waist immediately,

You missed me already?” Ernest teased.

smile was as bright as

him and walked back to the room.

“No, I didn’t.”

smile widened. He then pulled her into his arms and kissed her

asked her to get me a new

with

you need a new

They sat on the bed and he pulled her into his

“Do you want me to spend every

word every as an

but she was embarrassed to admit it,

changed the topic, “You want to sleep on the sofa?”

identity of Clarence now, hence, he must

could do best was to

on the sofa is uncomfortable, can you

looked at Ernest worriedly, she felt pain and

person like him had never

replied, “If I feel uncomfortable, I will come to

Another flirt!