"Uncle Albert, Finnley," Claire said hello to them. She looked much demurer in front of Albert.
"Claire, why are you still up so late at night?" Albert asked casually, "You young people shouldn't stay up late."
"Got it, Uncle Albert!"
Finnley stood there as Albert walked away.
Claire watched as he went downstairs and looked back at Finnley, "Finnley."
"Where's Mya?" Finnley stroked her head. "Is she still chatting with her mother?"
"No, I took her back to my room. She's probably taking a shower now." Claire took his arm and said as they walked, "Where are you two now?"
"What do you mean?" Finnley looked back at her.
"You and Mya. You are getting married!"
Facing her curious and gossipy eyes, Finnley was puzzled, "Did she say anything to you?"
Claire didn't answer, looked at him and observed him.
Finnley frowned. Would Mya talk to Claire about such a private matter?
"What are you thinking?" Finnley knocked his finger on her head, "That's not yours to concern!"
Then Finnley walked to his bedroom.
Claire pouted, stood there and looked at his back. She smiled.
Well, since they were too shy to mention sex, she didn't mind helping them out.
In the lovely bedroom, Mya came out of the bathroom with her wet hair and clothes on.
Finnley happened to walk in and closed the door behind him.
The sound of closing the door startled Mya.
She stopped drying her hair and walking.
The two locked eyes and time seemed to have stood still. It was a bit embarrassing.
Finnley walked toward her and noticed that she was not wearing her pajamas. She seemed to intentionally want to keep all her clothes on and he smiled.
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Seriously!!! 2 very short chapters per day!!!...