Waking up with my nemesis baby novel Chapter 285

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Charlotte sighed to herself. She stood stiffly and let him lean on

her, hesitantly patting his sweaty back a couple of times, as if

soothing a child:

“But you can’t just fall asleep standing here. Go to the sofa,

okay?

Or… lie down on the bed for a bit?”

The moment the words left her mouth, Charlotte regretted

them.

This studio apartment only had one bed.

Sure enough, the man leaning on her seemed to chuckle softly,

his warm breath hitting her collarbone and raising a patch of

tiny goosebumps.

“Okay.”

He agreed so quickly that the weakness in his voice seemed to fade, replaced by the subtle delight of a successful ploy.

Charlotte was speechless, feeling like she had just walked into

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a gentle trap.

But what was done was done. She had to half–support, half-

carry this “weak,” oversized man to the bedside.,

Bradley practically threw himself into the soft bedding, letting

out a satisfied sigh.

He lay on his side, his long legs bent awkwardly off the edge of

the bed, but his eyes were fixed on Charlotte, who was standing

beside him.

Those eyes, bloodshot from exhaustion, were now surprisingly

bright, swirling with emotions Charlotte couldn’t quite decipher.

Charlotte felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and looked

away. “You… you get some sleep. I’ll be right outside.”

She turned to leave, but he gently grabbed her wrist.

His fingers were long, and his grip wasn’t strong, but it was

enough to make her stop.

“Don’t go.”

Bradley’s voice was low and thick with sleepiness, yet

exceptionally clear.

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“Charlotte… stay with me for a little while. You can go after I fall

asleep, okay?”

His thumb unconsciously brushed against the delicate skin on

the inside of her wrist, sending a subtle, ticklish sensation

straight to her heart.

The air in the room seemed to thicken, filled with a faint sense

of intimacy.

The city noise outside faded away, leaving only the sound of

their breathing.

Charlotte looked at his sweat–dampened hair, his pale face, and

his eyes, full of exhaustion and some kind of stubborn hope,

and she just couldn’t bring herself to be harsh.

She carefully sat on the edge of the bed, trying to keep her

distance, her body slightly tense. “You should get some sleep.”

Bradley seemed satisfied. The corner of his mouth curled up

almost invisibly, and he slowly closed his eyes.

But his hand gripping Charlotte’s wrist didn’t loosen, as if it

were his anchor.

His breathing gradually became even and deep. He seemed to

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have fallen asleep very quickly.

Charlotte sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, not daring to move.

The feeling on her wrist was incredibly clear. The warmth from

his palm seeped into her skin, like a faint electric current that

unsettled her.

His handsome face, now in sleep, was just inches away. It had

lost its usual sharpness, looking soft and harmless, though a

trace of weariness still clung to his brow.

Time passed in silence.

Just when Charlotte thought he was sound asleep and tried to

gently pull her hand away, he seemed to notice. His brow

furrowed, and instead of letting go, he instinctively pulled her

hand closer, holding it tighter and mumbling something:

“Don’t go…”

Charlotte’s heart melted, and she gave up trying to pull away.

Sunlight slipped through the blinds, creeping across Bradley’s

sleeping face and illuminating the silent, floating intimacy in the

air.

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In the quiet space, all that was left was the sound of their

mingled breaths, and a spark of attraction, quietly growing and

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