The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Melody immediately pulled the nearby blanket to cover herself. "You... Why did you come in without knocking?!"

"Ahem. As I remember, this is my room."

"Oh, I..." Melody just realized that she was in Lucas' room. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize! I thought that with Grandpa and Grandma back, they might get suspicious if we continue to sleep in separate bedrooms..." Melody felt the guilt bubbling in her chest as she rambled to explain herself.

Lucas closed the door and leaned against it. He narrowed his eyes on her and said, "I see you've thought it through. You're right. I'll knock in the future."

"And I'll lock the door when I'm changing," said Melody as she laid down the blanket, straightened her clothes, and stood up.

She looked at the large bed hesitantly. "I'll sleep on the sofa tonight. You can have the bed."

Lucas smiled faintly. "Why should we sleep separately? Didn't you just tell Grandma that you'll put in some effort to give her a great-grandchild?"

stammered, "I... I was just saying

the mood to tease Melody, he narrowed his eyes mischievously, walked up

won't have kids? Are you doubting my abilities, or perhaps

race. She could not help but recall the night they first met and, in particular, his so-called

thoughts, Melody pushed him away and took a few deep breaths to regain

some restraint! We're not really married, remember? This is all just a business

Lucas unimpressed. He scoffed lightly,

stared at his retreating figure with a frown. 'What the hell is wrong with this

Melody finally felt comfortable enough to change her clothes. Just as she finished changing, her phone began to

of those calls she least wanted to answer, but he was her biological father, and she could not possibly ignore him.