Astonished as he clearly didn't expect that from Natalie, he froze for a moment and then held the back of her head and started taking the lead and control, as opposed to his initial passiveness.

Their kiss was ardent and vibrant. The smooching sound could be heard resounding in the spacious bathroom.

Gradually, Shane was no longer satisfied with kissing alone. His other hand that was holding her waist slowly slid up.

Realizing what he was trying to do, Natalie was suddenly clearheaded, and she immediately grabbed his hand which was moving its way into her bathrobe. “No!”

Breathing heavily, her gentle yet alluring voice asserted in objection.

Shane looked exceedingly erotic as he breathed equally heavily with his faintly scarlet face and crimson lips. “Why?”

There was a pucker between his eyebrows. He was manifestly displeased with her rejection.

Natalie laid her face on his chest. “It's that time of the month again.”

“That time?” For a moment, Shane didn't quite get what she meant.

It wasn't until Natalie clued him that he finally got his head around it. Instantly, his raging enthusiasm was doused, and his handsome face darkened.

Seeing as such, Natalie was both amused and sorry for him. “My apologies, Shane. I didn't know that it'd be today.”

Ever since the false pregnancy last time, her menstrual cycle had been fluctuating, and she couldn't accurately predict it.

Shane helped straightened her rather crumpled bathrobe. “It's okay. We can wait until it's over. I shall take a shower first then.”

“Alright.” Natalie nodded and left the bathroom.

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