No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 358

Chapter 358 An Unspoken Invitation

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Mason stopped mid–step. Then, he spotted something interesting. A crooked smile lifted the corner of his mouth.

He walked slowly to the bed and bent down.

Mason leaned in very close, so close that Amelia could clearly see her own panic reflected in his eyes.

“Why is your face so red?” he asked, even though he clearly knew the answer.

His warm breath brushed past her on purpose, his voice lazy and teasing.

“Is the room too hot?”

“N–No!”

Amelia snapped back to her senses and shook her head hard.

She jumped up from the bed in a rush and fled straight into the bathroom, almost like she was running for her life.

“I–I need to take a shower!”

Behind her, she heard a low, pleased laugh.

Amelia stayed in the bathroom for a long time before finally coming out.

Mason was already in bed.

He was leaning against the headboard with a tablet in his hands, scrolling across the screen with focused eyes. He looked like he was handling some urgent work.

The soft bedside lamp lit up the side of his face, making his sharp features look even deeper and more attractive.

Next to him, more than half of the queen–size bed was empty. In the quiet of the night, that open space felt suggestive, like a silent invitation.

Amelia had slept in the same bed with Mason before, thanks to a mix of accidents and bad timing.

Back then, everything had been unclear. The line between them was firm.

Things were different now.

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Her heart was racing.

While she was in the bathroom, her thoughts went wild. One moment, she worried she didn’t look good after a shower. Next, she worried her figure wasn’t good enough and that he might be disappointed.

She even worried ridiculously that she might talk in her sleep and ruin his good image of her in one night.

Amelia stood by the bed for a long time. Her fingers twisted the edge of her sleep shirt as she hesitated. Should she act calm and lie down? Or should she make an excuse and sleep on the

couch?

While she was still fighting with herself, the man on the bed seemed to

He placed the tablet on the nightstand and turned to look at her.

His gaze was calm but sharp, like it could see straight through her.

Her scalp tingled. She dropped her eyes without thinking.

Then she saw him lift one corner of the blanket beside him.

“Why aren’t you getting in?” he asked.

The end of his sentence rose slightly, slow and deliberate.

“Are you nervous?”

his work.

The teasing look in Mason’s eyes told Amelia everything. He had seen it all. Her pacing by the bed. Her silent struggle. Every second of it.

That man was awful. Truly awful.

Amelia could feel it clearly now. Mason was provoking her on purpose.

And unfortunately for him, she was terrible at ignoring a challenge.

The nervous shyness she felt just moments ago was swept away by pure stubborn pride. She took a deep breath and talked herself up inside her head.

Then she looked up. A small smile curved her lips. She copied his expression, adding a hint of challenge of her own.

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Without hesitation, she climbed onto the large bed.

She avoided the corner of the blanket he had lifted, walked around to his side, and pulled back the covers herself. Then, she slid in smoothly, as if she had done this a hundred times before.

“What do I have to be nervous about?” she said. She lay flat, turned her head to look at him, and acted calm–very obviously acting. “You should be worrying about yourself instead.”

Mason looked like he was genuinely amused. He lowered his arm and lay down too, turning to face her.

The soft bedside lamp lit up the smile in his eyes.

“Oh?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “Why would I need to worry?”

That was exactly what Amelia had been waiting for.

The next second, she suddenly rolled over like an agile kitten; she pressed close to him in one smooth move.

Her arms wrapped tightly around his lean waist. Her cheek buried itself without hesitation against his warm, solid chest.

Through the thin T–shirt, she could feel his heartbeat clearly. For just one moment, the rhythm went erratic.

She spoke in a muffled voice, half smug, half playful. “Of course, I’m worried you won’t be able to sleep tonight.”

Mason’s body went stiff the instant she hugged him.

He clearly hadn’t expected it. One second, she had looked like a nervous little rabbit. Next, she was this bold.

Her soft body pressed against him, carrying the fresh, clean scent of soap.

Amelia felt the change in his body and smiled to herself. A quiet, proud little victory.

See? So who’s really nervous now?

Her triumph didn’t last long.

After that first moment of tension, Mason slowly relaxed.

He lifted one hand and felt along the wall.

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“The bedside lamp went out. The room fell into darkness; only the faint sound of the wind outside and their breathing remained.

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