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.”

soon

she went to the fitting room, grabbed her pyjamas and went into the

She slammed the door and finally felt relax not being

her heart was still

he

Did he mean, tonight…

To get intimate?

of it made Florence nervous

walked under the showerhead and started

down, she had

the shower for quite a long before turning it

fell onto the bed the moment she walked

was exactly how it looked like, it

would be waiting in the bed?

into the room and shocked to find that he was

out of the

steps were rapid and

pair of arms,

wrapped her arms around his waist

missed me

was as bright

go of him and walked back to the

“No, I didn’t.”

face, Ernest’s smile widened. He then pulled her into his arms and kissed her on the

Tammy and asked her to

felt warm again with her

asked confusedly, “Why do you need a

sat on

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

every as an

have loved it, but she was embarrassed to admit it,

the topic, “You want

but he was using the identity of Clarence now, hence, he must be

do

sofa is uncomfortable, can you

looked at Ernest worriedly, she felt pain and

person like him had never slept on a

“If I feel uncomfortable, I will come to share

Another flirt!