The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 106

He really wanted her.

But now was not the perfect time.

Harrison was a smart man. He knew that Roxanne's feelings for him were limited to spousal reliance and support, not the kind of love he was hoping for.

He gently pinched Roxanne's nose again.

"But I'm going to take my time. I'll wait until you're ready, then I'll take one more step forward."

"You're waiting for me to be ready?"

Roxanne was a bit confused by Harrison's words.

"What does 'ready' mean?"

"You're so smart." He pinched her nose again, "Can’t you figure that out?"

"Although my nose is real, and I haven't had any plastic surgery, it will become deformed if you keep pinching it like this."

Her nose wasn't particularly perky to begin with.

She shot him a glare.

He just laughed.

His bright laughter shone in his eyes.

Roxanne rarely saw him smile.

He was usually serious, or indifferent, expressionless.

But when he smiled, it was as if the night sky was filled with twinkling stars, he looked amazing.

Roxanne was captivated by the laughter in his eyes.

"Harrison, you look so handsome when you smile."

Harrison got up from her electric bike, stood up with a long stride.

"I'm so handsome, but I don't see any infatuation in your eyes."

"Alright, from now on, my eyes will only see you. Happy now?"

"Show me your infatuation now."

He stood in front of her, looking at her expectantly.

She frowned, brimming with emotions, staring at him without blinking.

He ruffled her hair, frowning in dissatisfaction, "You're not infatuated to me, you're staring."

Roxanne laughed.

She really didn't know what it felt like to be infatuated with someone.

"Harrison, to be honest, I've never actively pursued other guys. Even my ex-boyfriend was the one who pursued me. I've never tried to get infatuated with someone. I'll try my best to learn."

"You're pretty honest." Harrison grabbed her hand and walked towards the entrance of the building, "Let's go home."

Ever since they moved to the new house, Harrison no longer had to sleep on the sofa.

He had his own room, just opposite Roxanne's bedroom.

When they got home, they each went to their own rooms, as usual.

The night was getting darker.

They were both getting ready to take a shower and go to bed.

Harrison was in the bathroom, undressed, ready to take a shower.

He looked at the large bandage on his right hand, lost in thought.

Wrapped in a towel, he went straight to knock on Roxanne's door.

Roxanne, holding her pajamas, ready to take a shower, opened the door to see Harrison in nothing but a white towel, her eyes locked on him.

Although they lived together, Harrison had never shown off his body like this to her.

The white towel contrasted sharply with his tanned skin, making his muscular lines even more eye-catching.

This man's body was really something.

"What are you doing?" Roxanne blinked.

Harrison looked at her calmly, gently lifting his injured hand, indicating silently:

"My hand is injured, I'm having some difficulty showering, I need your help."

Roxanne's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She looked at his uninjured left hand, "what about your other hand?"

"It's inconvenient to use my left hand." Harrison said calmly.

"You can hold the shower head with your left hand, raise your right hand a little, and just rinse off."

"It's summer now, I sweat a lot, some areas need to be scrubbed to get clean."

Roxanne was at a loss for a moment, what areas need to be scrubbed?

Harrison had already turned around, heading towards his own room, "Come and help me."

His muscular back, came into her sight.

She couldn't help but smile.

Ever since they came back from the hospital, his attitude had completely changed.

It was only normal for him to need her help.

There would be many more situations like this in the future.

She needed to get used to it.

She couldn't be as shy as a young girl.

She picked up the shower head, turned on the water, and commanded him, "Raise your injured right hand, I'm going to start washing."

Harrison didn't move.

Roxanne decisively raised his right hand, "Lift it higher, more higher."

Like a professional caregiver, she carefully cleaned his entire body.

Even when cleaning certain parts, she was able to remain calm.

However, Harrison couldn't keep his composure.

He gripped her hand tightly, "I can do it myself."

"Don’t you need my help anymore?"

"I’m good." Harrison gave her a gentle shove.

Roxanne stood at the door, "So, you don't need me anymore?"

"Yeah."

"Alright then, I'll take my leave."

As she turned to leave, Roxanne couldn't help but smile. Him, try to seduce her? No chance!

Harrison turned around, a glance down...

He laid a trap, hoping she'd walk right into it, and ended up trapping himself instead.

He switched the water from hot to cold, to calm himself down.

Roxanne reached the door, turned back and said nonchalantly, "Well, I'm heading out. Holler if you need me."

Harrison stood under the cold water, continuing this for half an hour.

That night, Harrison couldn't sleep at all.

On the other hand, Roxanne had a good sleep

In the middle of the night, Harrison pushed open Roxanne's door and sat down by her bed.

Her sleeping posture was far from elegant, limbs sprawled everywhere, but he found it adorable nonetheless.

He bent down, gently planting a kiss on her face, "Roxanne, we've got all the time in the world!"