On this chilly spring night, he had always preferred the cool and disliked heavy blankets, but he worried she might catch a cold. This content belongs to ɴovelfire.net
His chest was at her back, and his palm rested just below her breasts. If she relaxed her waist even slightly, her chest would inevitably brush against his hand...
Vera Wave struggled to keep her back arched, trying desperately not to press against his chest, all while sucking in her stomach to avoid his hand. This sleeping posture is so exhausting!
My lower back is aching from holding this position! Being a bed-warmer really takes skill!
As warmth gradually enveloped her, fatigue and drowsiness slowly crept up, overwhelming her senses, until she finally succumbed to sleep.
Hearing the young woman’s breathing gradually even out, Kris Cooper sighed softly. She’s actually fallen asleep, but how could I possibly get any rest?
This soft body in my arms... every slight touch is teasing my nerves.
Sensing that her body had warmed up, he took his own outer coat and draped it over her blanket. Then, he quietly shifted away a little, moving to one side of the large bed.
「The darkness faded, and dawn approached.」
Vera Wave, still half-asleep, vaguely felt something hard pressing against her. She shifted, but the uncomfortable pressure remained.
So, she reached out, intending to push the hard object aside, but instead, she heard a man’s suppressed, low growl near her ear.
This damned girl hasn’t stayed still all night! Hugging me in her sleep is one thing, but why are her hands still roaming everywhere?
Her heart skipped a beat, and she instantly snapped out of her drowsiness, wide awake.
She opened her eyes and was met with Kris Cooper’s handsome face, less than two inches from her own. Beneath her, she felt a warm body...
She lowered her gaze and saw the man’s bare chest—at that moment, most of her body was sprawled on top of him, her limbs wrapped around him like an octopus.
She hurriedly withdrew her hands.
"Mr.... Mr. Cooper, I... I’m sorry!"
Just as she tried to shrink back and escape, his arm snaked around her waist. The next instant, the man had her pinned beneath him.
She had kept him awake all night with her restlessness, and Kris Cooper had spent those long hours pondering why she was acting this way.
With his weight pressing down on her chest, Vera’s breathing became rapid and shallow.
Kris Cooper squinted, his gaze fixed on her eyes.
Vera Wave misunderstood, thinking he was asking why she had sought him out in the first place.
"Because... you have money..." Noticing his eyes narrow, she hurriedly added, "Please, don’t get angry yet. I haven’t finished speaking. It’s also because I think you’re a good person, and..."
It was clear he wasn’t the kind of person who did things just for money, yet he had been willing to accompany her to visit her grandmother and even helped pay her medical bills. For a stranger to be willing to do all that for her, he had to be a good person.
Although her answer was somewhat off-topic, he found himself quite interested in it now.
"And..." Vera hesitated before speaking, "you’re different from others. I... I can only choose you!"
"Only choose me?" Kris Cooper’s pupils narrowed slightly. "What do you mean?"
She certainly knew plenty of wealthy people. Back when she was desperate and trying to borrow money, some had even offered to become her sponsor if she was willing.
It was just that, back then, she hadn’t wanted to, nor could she bring herself to do it.
"Because I... I can’t accept anyone else’s touch. You’re the only exception."