Dorothy's cheeks were a fierce shade of red, and it wasn't just the warm glow of the bedroom lights that was to blame. She felt like her skin was about to combust from embarrassment! At this moment, she almost wished she could back out.

Maybe it was better to let go of this child, and stop scheming against Everett.

"Can you... turn off the lights?"

The moment Everett reached to untie his bathrobe, Dorothy blurted out her request.

She wasn't sure if he'd notice her discomfort, but maybe it would be less awkward in the dark...

"Getting bold tonight, and now suddenly shy?"

Even though Everett teased her, he got up to turn off the lights.

He knew all too well how easily flustered Dorothy was.

With the bedroom lights off, only slivers of moonlight sneaked in from outside, casting everything else into darkness.

The less you see, the more you hear.

Dorothy could even hear him tearing open a wrapper...

After fumbling for almost a minute, Everett suddenly inhaled sharply, "Ouch."

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

responded, worried he

next second, she was

it's just a

why

fingers tracing her

don't

descended,

...

of relentless

sore

important business matters, Dorothy would have loved to mute her phone

she reached for

it go

Why aren't you

busy till now! Do I need to come rescue

string of messages, Dorothy suddenly felt that being pregnant might be a

was no helping it; she had to

Just woke up.

call

Jeffrey are already at

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