When There Is Nothing Left But Love

As he spoke, he pulled me against his chest and pressed another kiss to my lips.

I pushed him away and said, giggling, “You know, if you ever have to stop working, you could always become a model to support Summer and me. After all, you certainly have the looks for it!”

His lips curled into a smile that looked a little sinister. “Was that supposed to be a compliment?”

I shrugged, nonplussed. “You can think of it as one?”

He wriggled closer to me, his voice sounding even deeper now. “Well, since you think that way, I think you can find out how this male model performs for yourself. What do you think, hmm?”

I froze for a second. Before I could react, he had already pinned me under him again…

…

I finally woke up at seven in the evening. Dusk had already fallen outside. I took a shower and came back outside, and Ashton helped me to dry my hair. After that, he handed me a particularly thick piece of clothing and told me to put it on.

Seeing the reluctance on my face, he said, “It’s autumn. It gets very cold at night around here, and you might catch a cold if you don’t dress warmly. Put this on!”

I grunted in reply, too lazy to continue arguing with him.

Rebecca standing at the door in a thin, figure-hugging dress. She looked at Ashton with a rather pitiful expression and

nodded and looked at

a pretentious voice, “I didn’t eat anything before I arrived this morning, so I’m feeling a little peckish. I didn’t want to bother you, but it’s my first time here, and I’m

was soft and gentle, and she sounded as though she genuinely didn’t want to

a way that made Ashton feel very guilty for not taking good care of her. As she had hoped, Ashton frowned slightly and replied, “Next time, just give me a call immediately. That will be alright with me. Also, you’re wearing too few clothes for an autumn evening—go back and put on a

said, still in that aggravatingly gentle tone, “It’s alright. I’m not that cold!” Even as she said that she

compassionate. Seeing this, he knitted his brows together and said again, “It’s even colder outside than in here! You’re going to get sick if you don’t

his tone. It wasn’t something he could help—he tried to sound stern and firm in

a windbreaker when I came. Joe said the climate here is very nice, and that I wouldn’t have to bring any thick clothing. I accidentally dirtied that windbreaker just now, so I washed it and put it out to dry. It’s still a little wet,

I sighed and returned to

but I couldn’t help but be a little exasperated at Rebecca. She was milking this for all it was worth, and worse still, Ashton was falling

to her, but my heart burned with a fit of secret jealousy

put on an obsequious expression. “Thank you, Ms.

by that infuriating

to dispel the unhappiness in me, I

and walked

and took my hand immediately. “I knew all