His Unveiled Passion

Wynn fell silent for a moment. When she answered, she sounded very different. In fact, she even stammered, "I-I've eaten."

Tessa immediately knew what was going on.

Wynn overheard them, too?

Tessa started screaming internally. Her face turned even redder at the thought.

It was all Stephen's fault! He made her lose her sense of reason by kissing her like... like that!

That damned kiss even made her forget that she usually had dinner with Wynn every evening.

Wynn must've sought her out during dinner time.

"A-Alright, then," Tessa stammered out a response and ended the call.

After dinner, Stephen pulled out all the stops just to convince Tessa to let him stay the night.

He swore that he wouldn't try anything later and only wanted to hold her while they slept.

Tessa's mind replayed just how she had forced him into hiding when Marianne dropped by earlier, making it seem as though she was ashamed of him. She still felt guilty about that, and because of that guilt, Tessa eventually caved to his request.

Fortunately, Stephen kept his word and didn't try anything. He simply hugged her as they slept.

However, Tessa could sense someone touching her later that night.

She was half-asleep but could still tell that someone was squishing her cheeks, pinching her nose, and even kissing her lips.

It was quite annoying.

knew that Stephen wouldn't behave

screw it," she thought

just way too tired to muster any strength to reprimand him. So, she decided to ignore

very soundly that

vivid dreams, nor did she wake up in the middle of the night. In other words, she had a wonderful and restful

up early to go to work. Naturally,

finally opened her eyes, she saw that the clock on the wall was pointing to the

still lingered in

into a cushion for her neck, while the other was draped over her waist. He was holding her from behind as he lay

her shoulder had created a space for Stephen's arm to pass through, preventing him

each other, her back practically

three times

gently lifted his arm off her waist,

up when his arm tightened

a little longer,"

already 10:00 am. It's time to get

good. We can afford to sleep in a little

It

once more.

11:30 am when she woke up

It was almost lunchtime.

got up and shook Stephen. "Get up. It's 11:30

to get a

eyes, revealing sleep-addled

that

like this when it was