Inside the room, the moment Kenneth removed his clothes and revealed his wound, their intimate session came to a stop.
The sight of blood seeping out of his bandaged wound caused Natasha to halt in her tracks. “Did you get hurt?” she asked.
Kenneth lowered his gaze to stare at his wound. He exhaled helplessly.
Since he got hurt, he forced himself not to get too close to Natasha. Alas, he ended up forgetting everything when they got intimate.
Without a word, Kenneth tugged at his shirt, intending to button it up. Nevertheless, Natasha gripped his shirt so he couldn't do so.
“You didn't tell me when and how you got hurt.” Natasha gazed at him intently.
Look at her insistent gaze. She won't give up if I don't say anything.
After contemplating briefly, he looked at her. “How did I get hurt? Someone ambushed Dave and me that night.”
Kenneth subconsciously lied to her as he didn't want her to find out about his encounter with Boss.
After all, he wanted to keep the truth from her.
Natasha shot him a level look. She knew he was hiding something but didn't bother exposing him. In a low voice, she asked, “Is this why you've been avoiding me recently?”
Kenneth grunted in response. “Mm. I was afraid I couldn't hold back, and you'd find out about my injuries.”
Natasha said nothing. She clung to him and brushed her fingers across his wound. “Does it hurt?” she asked gently.
“No, it doesn't hurt,” came Kenneth's reply.
“Only fools would say it doesn't hurt,” Natasha mocked. She pulled his clothes gently to cover him up before getting up.
Kenneth raised his brows, his gaze still intense as ever. “You're not going to continue?”
“Do you want your wound to open up again?” Natasha countered.
Inching to her boldly, Kenneth whispered in her ear, “I'm perfectly all right with that. Besides, you're here. I can just stay still.”
Kenneth pressed a kiss to her earlobe. It caused a tingling sensation, but Natasha's mind was clear.
She pushed him away. “I'm not that desperate.”
Kenneth's gaze bored into her. “But I'm desperate.”
Natasha didn't know what to say.
“Please, Nat?” Kenneth rasped out.
Natasha shook her head vigorously. “No.” She wasn't in the mood for sex now.
“Nat...”
Before Kenneth could say anything, Natasha reached out to hug him, pressing her cheek to his chest.
Kenneth felt his heart calming down when she leaned into his arms. Lowering his gaze, he stared at her side profile and asked, “What's wrong?”
Natasha shook her head without a word but tightened her arms around him.
Kenneth couldn't think of anything else.
He wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
“Kenneth,” Natasha suddenly called out.
“Mm?”
“If something happens to you one day, I'll continue to live well,” Natasha said in a low voice as she looked up at him.
Kenneth gazed at her, taking in her exquisite features. It was obvious what she meant.
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