Dear Sweetheart novel

“Oh no, I absolutely adore this. You’re so nice and soft here. Why don’t you take my card later and get your a*s plumped up too?”

In the cramped closet, Rayna was huddled close to Curtis with her head in his embrace. She could hear his strong heartbeat and feel his warmth, but she did not dare to move.

Just hearing the couple’s dirty talk was enough to make Rayna’s skin crawl from secondhand embarrassment.

All she wanted to do was install the hidden camera. Rayna had not anticipated Curtis’ arrival, nor had she expected Marcus to show up with his lover so soon. As such, they could not even leave the room.

What a mess this is!

The two of them said nothing. The only thing that filled the silence between them was the faint sounds of their breathing. Meanwhile, the other couple had been engaging in foreplay and activities more sexual in nature.

Rayna began to silently count sheep to distract herself.

After some time, Rayna heard Curtis’ low voice in her ear, asking, “Why do you like to push me into weird places whenever something happens?”

“I didn’t know you were going to come over,” whispered Rayna.

Rayna’s thoughts went to the second time she met Curtis. She shoved Curtis into the nearby toilet and accidentally discovered Julian’s affair with Meredith. On a trip to Tyrandas, Curtis entered the wrong bathhouse. They both ended up hiding in a small cubicle because they did not want the students to notice them.

The very thought of this made Rayna feel embarrassed. She could feel herself blushing.

Fortunately, there was very little light coming in from outside, so Curtis could not see Rayna’s face clearly.

Curtis said nothing else, and the two immediately fell into a deep silence once more. In the meantime, the dirty talk from the other couple outside had turned into high-pitched moans. Rayna desperately wished she could find some cotton and stuff them into her ears to block out the noise.

“But why are you here?” asked Rayna quietly after a while.

“What, did I ruin your good deed or something?” The closet was relatively dim. When Curtis looked down, he could only see the faint outline of her against his body. His gaze followed the light through the cracks and noticed that it landed on her shoulder.

Her milky skin seemed to shine as a result.

Curtis immediately thought of the time he saw Rayna in the billiard room. Through the one-way glass, he saw that she was wearing a little black dress. The dress hugged her slender waist and exposed her beautiful back, and he could feel his heart race just thinking about it.

smirked. “Looks like you still have that

hand over his mouth, and inched even closer. “Don’t be so loud,” hissed Rayna. “They might hear us. If you hadn’t entered and turned the lights off, do you think

didn’t turn

expect me to

his hands were stroking his chin, seemingly about to take his tie off. In a split second, Rayna’s hands were pulled behind her and kept there by his

stunned. She could not see it, but she could feel Curtis binding her hands with

even more frantic. “Why the heck are you tying me up?” asked Rayna in a

did not respond. Instead, he

“Y-Y-You…!” stammered Rayna.

of where she was, Rayna was so shocked that she immediately became tense.

asking why I tied you up? Let me explain,” murmured Curtis. He then raised one hand and gently stroked the brooch she used to fasten her

the same harsh whisper, Rayna said, “Curtis Faymon, don’t you dare try anything weird! We’re in a closet! Also, we’ve broken up! I-If you dare lay a finger on

like this. Have you

queried Curtis, his breath falling warmly

have

answer. Instead, he began to toy idly

loosen as the silk shawl immediately slid off her body. Realization then dawned upon her. It was not Jefferson who sent her the brooch, but Curtis who asked someone

descend upon her red lips. All she could sense and smell was

stumbled back and hit

her up, Marcus had already picked up on

and asked his lover, “Did you hear

“Goodness no! Please continue!”

sworn that I heard noises coming from the closet. I’m going to take a look.” Marcus rolled over and got off the bed and walked toward the closet

Curtis. She felt like

no! We’re

Marcus pulls the

top of that, I’m practically

lower back. He could feel how tense she

quickly approaching the closer, but Curtis did not seem perturbed. In a mild tone, he asked, “Come now, Ms. Garland. This isn’t your first time spying on someone. What

up by covering

of a man’s legs standing