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.”

tongue soon after, what did she

to the fitting room,

door and finally felt relax

was still

did he

Did he mean, tonight…

To get intimate?

Florence

walked under

she had to cool down.

shower for quite a long before turning it off and

onto the bed the moment she walked

looked like, it seemed no one had touched the

would be waiting in the bed?

then went into the room and shocked to find that he was

out of the room anxiously,

steps were rapid and accidentally knocked onto

a long pair of arms,

around his waist immediately, “Where have you been?”

missed me

smile was as bright as

let go of him and walked back to

“No, I didn’t.”

widened. He then pulled her into his arms

asked her to get

again with her face

you

room while hugging her. They sat on the bed and he pulled

you want me to spend every night here with

as an

was embarrassed to admit it, she shook her head immediately.

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

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

do best

on the sofa is uncomfortable, can you get

looked at Ernest worriedly, she felt pain and guilt.

him had never slept on

I feel uncomfortable, I will come to share your

Another flirt!