"I'm checking the blisters under your foot," Blake said.
He pinched her foot and looked at the blisters on the sole. Some had already formed scabs.
Yasmin's heart couldn't calm down for a long while.
Then, upon seeing Blake lie down, she asked, "Why did you take off your clothes?"
"Sleeping without clothes is more comfortable," Blake replied as he patted her head. "Sleep now."
Yasmin was stunned.
Why was he suddenly so gentle?
Looking up, Yasmin met Blake's deep gaze.
However, his eyes looked softer than usual.
"Don't want to sleep? Then should we do something interesting?" he said.
Yasmin dared not say a word and quickly closed her eyes as her cheeks flushed red.
Blake looked at her, his eyes as warm as a river in spring.
Then, he leaned in and gently kissed her forehead.
Yasmin's heart was pounding hard.
She didn't know what Blake's actions meant.
Did he kiss her like this every time she fell asleep? Or was tonight an exception?
She had so many questions, but she was too afraid to ask.
Curling her fingers slightly, Yasmin soon drifted off to sleep.
…
Early in the morning, Yasmin was snuggled up against Blake's back with her arm wrapped around his waist.
She was sleeping deeply and was unaware of her actions.
When Blake opened his eyes and turned around, he saw Yasmin's cute sleeping face.
Yasmin's sleeping habits weren't great. She often moved closer to him in the middle of the night and would either hug him or nestle into his embrace.
Blake gently caressed Yasmin's cheek with a soft gaze.
Then, he heard her mumble something.
"What?" Blake leaned in closer, trying to hear what she was saying.
"Teacher, take me away..." Yasmin frowned, seemingly caught in a nightmare.
When Blake heard the word "teacher," his handsome face immediately turned cold.
He grabbed Yasmin's chin with his long fingers and looked at her with a dark and menacing gaze.
"Don't..." Yasmin swatted his hand away. "Let me go..."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Giving in to Her Rebellious Streak (Yasmin and Blake)