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.”

bit her tongue soon

to the fitting room, grabbed her pyjamas and went

door and finally felt relax not being stared at.

heart was

did he mean?

Did he mean, tonight…

To get intimate?

of it made Florence nervous and indecisive.

walked under the showerhead and started

she had to

under the shower for quite a long before turning it off and walked out of the

sight fell onto the bed the moment she walked out but

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

be waiting in the bed? Where was

and shocked to find that he was nowhere to

walked out of

rapid and accidentally

in a long pair of arms, warm

her arms around his waist

missed me already?”

was as bright

blushed, she immediately let go of him and walked back to the

“No, I didn’t.”

cute face, Ernest’s smile widened. He then pulled her into

asked her to get me a

warm again with her face

confusedly, “Why do you need a

hugging her. They sat on

smiled, “Do you want me to spend every night here with you?”

stressed the word every as an act of flirting.

she was embarrassed to admit it, she shook her

want to sleep on the

but he was using the identity of Clarence now, hence, he must be careful not to raise suspicions, not to mention changing the entire bed.

do

sofa is uncomfortable,

she

had never

uncomfortable, I will come to

Another flirt!