Jasmine braced herself and tried to stand up. She suddenly realized that she was naked, so she instinctively pulled the blanket and covered her chest. It wasn't like she was embarrassed; it was just that she was not used to naturally showing her naked body to him.
She bit her lips, lowered her eyes, and said softly, "You, you go out first. I want to wear some clothes."
Boyce sat at the side of the bed but didn't move. He just stared at her without saying anything.
Jasmine felt uneasy with him staring at her. She frowned and asked, "Why… Why are you staring at me like that?"
Boyce took her into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her forehead. After keeping silent for a short while, he said, "There are many things I want to say to you, but I don't know what to say."
Jasmine knew that he was a person who couldn't express himself.
She nestled in his arms and said, "I understand."
She liked him the way he was. He was calm, composed, and steady.
Maybe because she hadn't received any fatherly love since she was young, other than the love she had gotten from Boyce, she also respected and looked up to him as an elder.
She didn't need Boyce to tell her those lovey-dovey words all the time, and it was not like he was able of saying those things too. His temperament was like this, and that was what Jasmine loved about him.
As for those lovey-dovey words, she could be the one saying them.
"Jasmine," Boyce suddenly said.
Jasmine looked up and her nose touched her chin. She pouted and pretended to be angry, "You should have shaved."
Boyce touched his chin. He hadn't shaved for two days, and the little stubs that had grown out were a little prickly. He told her that he would go shave later, then he called out to Jasmine again.
Jasmine blinked her eyes and said, "I'm listening."
Boyce lowered his eyes. His dark pupils became deeper, and he said in a low voice, "Thank you, Jasmine."
Jasmine laughed, "Why do you need to thank me?"
Boyce pursed his lips and said, "Thank you for marrying me."
"Then I should thank you too." Jasmine deliberately got closer to his lips and spoke. As though intentionally or unintentionally, her lips were brushing through his lips while she was talking, "Thank you for taking me as your wife."
Boyce looked down, suddenly clasped her head, and kissed her.
Jasmine quickly responded and clung to his neck. She had totally forgotten that she didn't have any clothes on her and that they were supposed to go out and eat their meal. Everything was devoured by this passionate moment.
With no room left.
"Um, I'm hungry..." Jasmine said blurrily.
Boyce's action of pressing her down suddenly paused. Jasmine blinked her watery eyes, which were filled with laughter, and poked his nose with her slender fingers, "Why are you so unromantic?"
Boyce was panting roughly, "Jasmine..."
Jasmine laughed, "The only thing I want to eat right now is you."
…
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap