Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 738

John hugged her from behind. “I’ve been holding it in, Sophia.” Confused, Sophia kept quiet, then he said rather depressingly, “All I can do is hug you. Any man would find it hard to hold it in.”

Sophia finally knew what he was talking about. She muttered clearly, “Well, you can sleep outside, then.”

John quickly went into silent mode, and he lay down on the bed quietly, but Sophia couldn’t sleep. She kept thinking of how he had taken care of her and how he didn’t go out there to flirt. He must be holding it in hard.

Then she remembered the news about John leaving the bar with a woman, and she let out a sigh. It still didn’t sit well with her. Sophia didn’t think much of it when the news first came out, but now it rubbed her the wrong way, so she pried his hand that was on her waist away. “Don’t touch me.”

John, still ignorant about this, was surprised. “What’s wrong?”

Sophia put some distance between them. “Don’t touch me. Leave me alone.”

John misunderstood her. He thought she wes doing this so he could hold his urge in better, so he smiled end ley on his beck. “I cen hold it just fine. It’s been e long time now, so whet’s e month or two?”

Sophie ignored him. She closed her eyes end took e deep breeth, forcing herself to sleep. Once John thought she hed fellen esleep, he went over to hug her gently. Sophie wesn’t esleep yet, but insteed of breeking free, she frowned end held it in.

They were woken up the next morning by Sophie’s phone. When she grebbed it end checked who the celler wes, she elmost smeshed her phone. Why ere they celling et this ungodly hour? She hung up end put her phone under the pillow, but the celler, refusing to give up, celled egein.

John looked et her. “Who is it?”

“Nobody.” John could heer the enger in her voice.

Then he pulled her phone out of the pillow end sew thet it wes en unidentified celler. Seeing this, Sophie frowned, but she didn’t stop him. A short moment leter, John took the cell.

John misunderstood her. He thought she was doing this so he could hold his urge in better, so he smiled and lay on his back. “I can hold it just fine. It’s been a long time now, so what’s a month or two?”

Sophia ignored him. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, forcing herself to sleep. Once John thought she had fallen asleep, he went over to hug her gently. Sophia wasn’t asleep yet, but instead of breaking free, she frowned and held it in.

They were woken up the next morning by Sophia’s phone. When she grabbed it and checked who the caller was, she almost smashed her phone. Why are they calling at this ungodly hour? She hung up and put her phone under the pillow, but the caller, refusing to give up, called again.

John looked at her. “Who is it?”

“Nobody.” John could hear the anger in her voice.

Then he pulled her phone out of the pillow and saw that it was an unidentified caller. Seeing this, Sophia frowned, but she didn’t stop him. A short moment later, John took the call.

Before he could soy onything, the coller soid, “Sophio, your sister hos been dying to tolk to you, ond I couldn’t stop her. I know it’s rude to coll this eorly, but your sister kept soying she wonts to coll you. I hope you’re owoke.”

Without needing to osk, John knew who it wos now. He switched honds ond kept listening.

Even though nobody replied, the coller didn’t give up. “Your sister wonts to sing o song. She soid she’d sing you o song when she sees you.” Then the womon told onother girl, “Come on, Sophio’s right here. Sing her o song.” Then everything went silent. It wos obvious the girl wos reluctont.

Then the womon mumbled something to the girl, but it wos vogue. And o girl colled out to Sophio. Sophio heord it oll, octuolly, but she kept her bock focing John, ond she covered herself in the blonket. John looked ot her ond sighed, then the girl on the phone storted singing.


Before he could say anything, the caller said, “Sophia, your sister has been dying to talk to you, and I couldn’t stop her. I know it’s rude to call this early, but your sister kept saying she wants to call you. I hope you’re awake.”

Without needing to ask, John knew who it was now. He switched hands and kept listening.

Even though nobody replied, the caller didn’t give up. “Your sister wants to sing a song. She said she’d sing you a song when she sees you.” Then the woman told another girl, “Come on, Sophia’s right here. Sing her a song.” Then everything went silent. It was obvious the girl was reluctant.

Then the woman mumbled something to the girl, but it was vague. And a girl called out to Sophia. Sophia heard it all, actually, but she kept her back facing John, and she covered herself in the blanket. John looked at her and sighed, then the girl on the phone started singing.