Under Walter's repeated persuasion, I eventually moved into the Stone residence.At first, Andrew still called me "Nally". But at some point, without me realizing, he started inventing all kinds of nicknames for me—Nana, Nal, Nala-bear… It got to the point where I started wondering if he had been possessed by something.Then, one night, when he pinned me against a corner and called me "babe", sparks flew. He murmured, his throat dry and tight, "Nally, give me a hand…"I blushed deeply and looked up at him, my eyes wide with a mix of panic and curiosity. "How?"He lifted me onto the bed, holding me around the waist. At first, he took the lead, but as time passed, I rolled on top of him. Soon, we were like two restless beasts, each move pushing the other further all the way until dawn.After a night of warmth, I buried my flushed face in the covers, too shy to look at him. Andrew leaned against the headboard, calm and teasing. "I hope this isn't a one-night stand, Nana."I peeked
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