Unluckily, we did have a pleasant talk which impressed each other, but now only embarrassment was left between us.
Putting down the phone, I didn’t reply.
My mind was absent when Dennis came in.
So I didn’t hear his footsteps.
He hugged me around my waist, which brought me back to the earth. I looked back and met his deep eyes.
“Are you okay?” He sounded tired.
A gentle kiss on my forehead, he asked in a husky voice, “What are you thinking about?”
I sat on his legs, shaking my head, arms around his neck, “Thinking about you.”
His eyes were charmingly bright. Lips touching mine, he lowers his voice, “Then what are you thinking about me?”
”I’m thinking you are my love!” I smiled, eyes bent into a nice crescent.
He chuckled, hugging me tighter. “Are you hungry? Toby has brought us dinner.”
“A little.” I felt lazy, head lolling against his chest, and asked, “Meeting done?”
Holding me up easily, he said, “You are too thin.”
I was carried into the office. Toby read the room and left with his head dropping.
Letting me sit on his legs, he held my hand, and asked, “See what you would like to eat.”
I had a look at the stew, smelling so good.
Trying to get off him, I was hugged tighter. He asked, “Aren’t you going to give me a reward?”
Chuckling, I leaned on him, “What kind of reward do you want?”
With a smug smile, he looked so charming, “I want you.”
I raised my head to kiss him, softly asking, “Is this okay?”
Gazed lovingly at me, he said with a gentle smile, “Tasting so sweet.”
“What tastes sweet?” I looked towards the table, thinking he was meaning the dish. Actually, I felt hungry.
“Your mouth tastes sweet.” His body pressing against mine, we smooched.
As long as people stayed with their love, wasting time became romantic.
It was noon when we finished eating. I tended to feel sleepy recently, which might be resulted from the gloomy weather.
Such weather always helped me fall asleep quickly as the sound of rain did.
When I woke up, Dennis lay beside me. Looking at his handsome face, I was completely obsessed.
Diana had told me that Dennis was like a poppy looking so attractive at a distance, but if you went close to him, you would never get rid of him forever.
Which meant a bad ending.
Having stayed here for the day, I didn’t know how Karina was. Reaching my hand to the phone, I woke Dennis up.
He asked in a throaty voice, “Are you awake?”
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