Chapter 80

He was calling her name.

With a snap, Wendy finally managed to free her hair, the knot coming undone with a sharp tug

She sat up, her voice trembling slightly, "What's wrong?"

Stanley looked at her, his expression unreadable. "Was that on purpose?"

That was when Wendy realized something felt off. In the process of trying to untangle her hair, she ended up sitting on top of him.

Her position was now him lying down, and her on top.

Wendy's mind went blank, the realization hitting her with a shock. Instinctively, she tightened her legs.

Stanley's firm waist was right beneath her, and her smooth pale legs draped over his sides, exposed and almost blinding in their fairness.

The moment she reacted, Stanley's sharp eyes flushed a deep red. His muscles, hidden under the silk of his pajama shirt, tightened and flexed, and he reached up, grabbing her soft waist, his voice hoarse as he said, "Relax.

Wendy's face turned crimson, her long, dark hair falling in disarray around her. Her clear, wide eyes darted around in panic, like a deer caught in headlights. She didn't understand.

"What do you mean?"

his throat tightening.

couldn't even muster a

feel the heat radiating from his body. The room was now

ringtone broke through

lit up. Wendy looked up and saw "Jessica" flashing on the

shielded his eyes with his hand, his gaze

"Jessica."

that had been building between

to get

threw off the covers and got out of bed, while Jessica's cheerful voice rang out on

Stanley responded absently, "Yeah."

Wendy, watching her scramble in a flustered panic as she

his eyes. He'd known exactly what she was doing the way her soft fingers had carefully traced his jawline. He knew how much she wanted to touch him, yet

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Chapter 80

Stanley, are you

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