Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 480

The next morning dawned bright and early.

Half–asleep, I turned over, and my hand brushed against something unexpected. No, not something–someone.

I jolted awake to find myself wrapped in someone’s arms, and the owner of those arms was gazing at me with such tenderness, as if trying to pour all his gentleness into the look. “Awake?” he asked, his voice slightly hoarse, raspy from sleep.

Memories of last night slowly pieced together, and I felt a flush of embarrassment. Yet, I boldly wrapped my arms around him, snuggling closer into his embrace with a defiant whimper, “Nope, still wanna sleep.”

That sleep was the deepest slumber I had had in ages. Completely peaceful, without a single

dream.

Gregory raised an eyebrow, his tone lazy. “A sleepyhead, huh?”

“I’m all yours,” I replied, nuzzling against his chest. The crisp scent of mint somehow felt revitalizing.

He chuckled softly, “Calling me a sleepy pig?”

“Not at all.” I looked up to place a kiss on his chiseled jawline. “I meant, I belong to you.”

I was totally, completely his.

Gregory paused for a moment, then leaned in for a deep kiss, overpowering me until my body went limp, and I playfully protested, “Stop, stop, stop…”

face instantly flamed up, and I scrambled out of his

in the care of Christine Jackson. They got along surprisingly well. When I called, Ike assured me right next

Gregory’s brown eyes watched me, a laugh

into the walk–in closet to change quickly, “I’m

for me a

dressed quickly after a swift

stare at his face. Just a splash of water, and his skin

with the look, planning to kiss me in broad daylight?”

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remembering his antics from the night before, and I glared at him. “Who’s

I could finish, he planted a kiss on my forehead, “Grump, if you

my face again, and I raised my hand to hit him, but just then the elevator doors opened, and he dodged out

chased after him.

were already up. Gregory dashed inside, then suddenly halted, causing

it hurt?” His tone distracted, Gregory turned to check

covered my nose,

teased, “It’s fine, as long as it’s

he was off guard, I tickled his waist, having discovered his ticklish spot the night before. Sure enough, he jerked away, capturing my hand, his lips curving,

retorted, “Otherwise, one day you’ll sell me off, and I’ll still be

suddenly called out, and following it, I

with a gentle smile and said, “Jane,

my composure, “You shouldn’t have bothered, he just video–called me yesterday. Now you’ve had to