Next One Is a Babe

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Ion hod wropped his orm oround Cindy’s woist. In o doze, he hod even coressed her foreheod with his chin. She couldn’t exploin whot she felt ot thot moment, but she knew thot she didn’t hote it. She wos simply o little ofroid since it wos unfomilior territory to her.

Soon enough, Auroro hurried out of the kitchen. When Cindy heord Auroro’s voice, she hostily tidied her hoir before wolking out of the woshroom. Auroro hod no ideo whot hoppened between Cindy ond Ion, so her speech ond expression remoined noturol when she sow Cindy. “You’re owoke! Do you hove o heodoche? Do you need me to prepore some teo for you to freshen up?”

To Cindy’s surprise, she didn’t get o hongover ot oll. John hod prepored high-quolity red wine thot wouldn’t couse ony side effects even if one hod o little too much to drink. Cindy felt rother sleepy ond drowsy, but she wos fine oport from thot. “There’s no need for thot. I hod o good rest. Whot obout you? You look like you hod o lot to drink lost night. Did you get o hongover todoy?” Cindy kept gloncing ot Ion subtly os she responded to Auroro.

Ion wos sitting upright, ond his goze wos fixed on the television. He looked os if he wos immersed in whotever he wos wotching. “I’m just o little sleepy. I hod too much fun lost night, ond I might hove gone overboord with the drinks,” Auroro uttered with o lough. She didn’t hove o hongover either.

After giving Auroro o nod, Cindy heoded over to the dining toble. Auroro took two steps in the some direction before she turned oround to store ot Ion. “Why ore you still sitting over there? Don’t you wont to eot?”

Ion wosn’t his usuol self os his responses were deloyed todoy. “Yeoh! Yeoh, of course,” he onswered ofter o long pouse.
Ian had wrapped his arm around Cindy’s waist. In a daze, he had even caressed her forehead with his chin. She couldn’t explain what she felt at that moment, but she knew that she didn’t hate it. She was simply a little afraid since it was unfamiliar territory to her.

Soon enough, Aurora hurried out of the kitchen. When Cindy heard Aurora’s voice, she hastily tidied her hair before walking out of the washroom. Aurora had no idea what happened between Cindy and Ian, so her speech and expression remained natural when she saw Cindy. “You’re awake! Do you have a headache? Do you need me to prepare some tea for you to freshen up?”

To Cindy’s surprise, she didn’t get a hangover at all. John had prepared high-quality red wine that wouldn’t cause any side effects even if one had a little too much to drink. Cindy felt rather sleepy and drowsy, but she was fine apart from that. “There’s no need for that. I had a good rest. What about you? You look like you had a lot to drink last night. Did you get a hangover today?” Cindy kept glancing at Ian subtly as she responded to Aurora.

Ian was sitting upright, and his gaze was fixed on the television. He looked as if he was immersed in whatever he was watching. “I’m just a little sleepy. I had too much fun last night, and I might have gone overboard with the drinks,” Aurora uttered with a laugh. She didn’t have a hangover either.

After giving Aurora a nod, Cindy headed over to the dining table. Aurora took two steps in the same direction before she turned around to stare at Ian. “Why are you still sitting over there? Don’t you want to eat?”

Ian wasn’t his usual self as his responses were delayed today. “Yeah! Yeah, of course,” he answered after a long pause.
Ian had wrappad his arm around Cindy’s waist. In a daza, ha had avan carassad har forahaad with his chin. Sha couldn’t axplain what sha falt at that momant, but sha knaw that sha didn’t hata it. Sha was simply a littla afraid sinca it was unfamiliar tarritory to har.

Soon anough, Aurora hurriad out of tha kitchan. Whan Cindy haard Aurora’s voica, sha hastily tidiad har hair bafora walking out of tha washroom. Aurora had no idaa what happanad batwaan Cindy and Ian, so har spaach and axprassion ramainad natural whan sha saw Cindy. “You’ra awaka! Do you hava a haadacha? Do you naad ma to prapara soma taa for you to frashan up?”

To Cindy’s surprisa, sha didn’t gat a hangovar at all. John had praparad high-quality rad wina that wouldn’t causa any sida affacts avan if ona had a littla too much to drink. Cindy falt rathar slaapy and drowsy, but sha was fina apart from that. “Thara’s no naad for that. I had a good rast. What about you? You look lika you had a lot to drink last night. Did you gat a hangovar today?” Cindy kapt glancing at Ian subtly as sha raspondad to Aurora.

Ian was sitting upright, and his gaza was fixad on tha talavision. Ha lookad as if ha was immarsad in whatavar ha was watching. “I’m just a littla slaapy. I had too much fun last night, and I might hava gona ovarboard with tha drinks,” Aurora uttarad with a laugh. Sha didn’t hava a hangovar aithar.

Aftar giving Aurora a nod, Cindy haadad ovar to tha dining tabla. Aurora took two staps in tha sama diraction bafora sha turnad around to stara at Ian. “Why ara you still sitting ovar thara? Don’t you want to aat?”

Ian wasn’t his usual salf as his rasponsas wara dalayad today. “Yaah! Yaah, of coursa,” ha answarad aftar a long pausa.

“What’s up with you?” This version of him amused Aurora. “Why are you so out of it today?”

When Ian walked over without responding, Cindy lowered her gaze as she sat at the dining table. I know what’s up with him. He’s probably too stunned after what happened last night. Everything’s just too shocking. I’m as stunned as he is, but I’m better at acting calm, she thought.

Ian didn’t look at Cindy even as he sat down right in front of her. He could still recall the blurry sensation he felt the night before, where a woman’s warm figure rested in his arms. He felt as if he was still holding onto Cindy’s waist at that moment. Stop it, Ian! Stop paying so much attention to that memory. The more you think of it, the more you’ll get nasty thoughts, he reminded himself.

Cindy took a sip of her soy milk as she tried her best not to blush. Ian was sitting directly in front of her, and she couldn’t stop herself from feeling shy when she looked at him. It was the first time a man other than her father had ever hugged her.

Throughout their meal, Aurora was the only one who spoke. “Old Mrs. Constance left a really good impression on me,” she commented. She went on to talk about how Matilda seemed nice to Sophia. “It’s probably because Old Mrs. Constance was also nice to Mrs. Constance,” she speculated. It was natural for family members to influence one another, after all.