A Life Debt Repaid novel (John and Cordy) novel Chapter 631

Lucas snapped right then, "What the devil has gotten into you?!"

Cordy rolled her eyes. "I'm perfectly fine, thanks for asking."

"If that's true, why are you asking me to come to your place? Don't tell me you've fallen for me now! Does that mean you climbed into my bed on purpose last night?!"

Cordy knew it—asking Lucas for help was just asking for it.

However, like Jim said, dignity was inconsequential when it came to her health.

As such, she gritted her teeth and went for it. "You don't have to pay me back—just stay with me for one night."

"Are you crazy?! Are you trying to jump me?! What do you take me for, a gigolo?!"

"Who's trying to jump you?!" Cordy felt like she could die. "Also, I'd be the one losing out if I slept with you! I'm even paying you for it!"

"Really?! And what would you lose?! You already have a child, while I…"

Lucas' voice suddenly trailed off for a moment, but he soon snapped, "Anyway, I'm the one losing out here! And I'm telling you, Cordy Sachs—you're not buying me with seventy-five grand! Don't even think about it, because I'm priceless!"

Cordy took a deep breath to calm herself, since there would be no end to it if they kept arguing like this.

"Look, I have a condition," she said calmly.

"Oh, I can certainly tell—"

"It's chronic stress," Cordy explained, cutting Lucas short. "It's been three years, but I can't sleep naturally even for a single day—it's either induced sleep or pills. Even so, the doctors tell me that the medication will eventually hurt my body and that induced sleep doesn't treat the cause."

"Whatever. You won't find sympathy from me," Lucas said ruthlessly.

"But I can fall asleep quickly in your arms," Cordy said, stating her motive right then.

Lucas appeared taken aback at that, perhaps remembering that Cordy had been sleeping like a log the two nights they slept together.

"You have a scent that's familiar to me," Cordy splained.

"So you're pretending that I'm him?" Lucas scoffed.

"No, you two are nothing alike aside from your scents. My shrink told me that I may be reliant on the smell and suggested that I try to sleep using that—"

"Are you a deviant?!" Lucas' voice rose by a couple dozen decibels.