CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

MARY LYNELLE

I woke up early the next day. I glanced at the one laying next to me, sleeping soundly. Maybe it's because he drank last night that's why he's recovering.

I slowly let go of his hug for fear of waking up with my movement. When I tried to get out of his hug, he woke up.

How, he even overcomes the gecko because of his tight grip on me that I can't escape. I couldn't help raising my eyebrows because I thought he was already awake.

I noticed that his shoulder was shaking, a sign that he was just pretending to sleep. He even faked a yawn. I pinched him in his stomach, or it is more correct to say in his abs, and I frowned.

“Ouch, my love, it hurt ” He said, caressing his hurt stomach. “Just say that you want to hold and caress my abs. Not that you're pretending to squirm me.” He said while chuckling.

“Hey Mister! You're the one who's always flirting, so don't pass it on to me.” I joke him.

“Ah? Then my hotness no longer appeals to you?” He said with a frown face.

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