The Heartbreak Prescription

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?"

throat tightening. "Relax

off guard, couldn't even muster a

his body. The room was now charged with simmering tension, warm and

through the charged atmosphere-a

table, lit up. Wendy looked up and

bed, shielded his eyes with his hand, his gaze cool but with an unmistakable edge of allure. He

"Jessica."

shattered the tension that had been building between

blush faded instantly and she scrambled to get off Stanley, stumbling

voice rang out on the other end of the line. "Stanley, you're up

Stanley responded absently, "Yeah."

Wendy, watching her scramble in a flustered panic as she ran into

his eyes. He'd known exactly what she was doing the way her soft fingers had carefully traced his jawline. He

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Chapter 80

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