More Than A Favor

Chapter 175

I couldn’t help but wonder what Ashton had been doing during that half–hour. Maybe he had taken a cold shower, like the male leads in romance novels.

Thinking about how things had come to such an abrupt halt earlier made me too embarrassed to reply to his text. That night, I tossed and turned, unable to settle down.

The phrase “the gate of desire, an insurmountable chasm” now made perfect sense to me.

I slept poorly and woke up early, though no matter how early I got up, Ashton was always up earlier. He was already out for his morning run.

His energy and stamina were truly impressive. With such vitality, I couldn’t help but think–he must be quite… vigorous in certain situations, too.

What am I even thinking?

It felt like I was under some kind of spell. I couldn’t stop my thoughts from drifting to that aspect of our relationship.

This was all Nora’s fault. Her terrible advice had put all these ideas in my head.

Frustrated, I grabbed my phone and sent Nora a message: “Are you hungry? Get up and join me for breakfast.”

I still had the oatmeal from last night, but after a restless night of overthinking, I was starving. Normally, I’d tell Ashton, and he’d prepare breakfast for me. But today, I thought it best to avoid him.

I felt petty, even childish, but I couldn’t help it.

been the closest I’d come to crossing that line. And even though nothing had actually happened, I almost

even more embarrassed.

the same way after taking that final step–waking

Nora. Before I could even put my

didn’t go as planned,” Nora teased the

wouldn’t be starving this early,” I shot back, shifting the blame

her white lab coat, looked amused. “What happened last

need some entertainment.”

eyes. “Dr. Bennett, do you

but leave my sacred profession out of it,” Nora replied, laughing.

tell you everything,” I said, standing up. “You’re at the hospital,

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Dr. Bennett.” With that, I

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to the bathroom. Catching a glimpse of myself in the

and my eyes had

what they mean by being refreshed by

washed up and changed, then carefully opened the door. I planned to slip out quietly without disturbing Ashton. My plan was perfect–until it