That Day When I Got Married to My Boss at the Blind Date

The sound of water droplets hitting her hair woke Josie from her slumber. As she regained her senses, she spoke, “Dexter, you have a fiancée.”

“Yeah,” he responded calmly, seemingly unfazed. “I’ve told you before; you are mine for life.”

Josie looked up, observing the movement of his Adam’s apple on his neck. She was about to retort when Dexter released her. He took her hand and led her back to the master bedroom.

“What are you doing?” Josie exclaimed in disbelief.

“Sleep with me.”

“You’ve gone mad!”

“I won’t touch you.”

Perhaps due to exhaustion, Dexter’s voice was hoarse. “Sleep with me, Josie. I won’t check what you just sent.”

That sentence struck a chord with Josie, leaving her motionless.

So, in the end, the two lay on their sides, with Dexter holding her from behind, making no inappropriate moves.

Josie could hear his slow and steady breathing. The recent stress must have taken a toll on him, as he was truly exhausted.

she thought Dexter had fallen asleep, he suddenly asked, “Why did you choose white that

heart skipped a

it

ambiguous. “On the day you exposed Leanne’s plagiarism, you

that one instance made him unable to

“That’s just a coincidence.”

around her waist, not indicating

unusually cold. Dexter held her especially tight, and it took a long time for Josie to fall asleep. When

by her side reminded her that last night wasn’t a

pair of cotton slippers that had

room, Josie looked down from the second floor

group of people, apparently tailors, were there

dealing with

position. “Mr. Russell, Ms. Olsen specifically instructed us to

glanced at him. “No need to

sweating profusely. “If you don’t try, I’m afraid

took a call and hung up before saying, “Aren’t

anxious that he was

the stairs in her cotton slippers.