My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

My first instinct when I awoke the next morning was to avoid Hendrix the moment I saw him.

But I was one step too late; he had noticed my slightest of movements and reached out to hold me closer. "Why are you avoiding me?"

What should I reply?

I took a look at him, and my throat felt dry and uneasy. "Hendrix, we should sleep in separate rooms."

If it went on like this, I would be a goner.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at me enticingly, "Do you know any married couples who sleep in separate rooms?"

I nodded and said very seriously, "Yes. In fact, many couples do."

He hummed a reply and continued holding me in his arms. With a smile on his face, he said, "Well, we won't. We'll never do that."

I closed my eyes in defeat. "You should head to work."

"There's no rush. I can still lie in bed for a while longer." His raspy voice in the morning, and the scent of his body from the wild night before was sending tantalizing shivers across my being.

I felt a familiar, beastly urge surge within me.

Holding his hand and looking at him, I said awkwardly, "Hendrix, I'm a little tired."

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goofy smile on his face. He looked

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in bed, feeling exhausted. "Yana is going through her confinement. I

"I'll ask Evan to send you there." He wiped his hair, and the well-toned muscles on his abdomen made it hard for me to look

could be a model if he weren't the president of the Roberts

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the towel at me suddenly, asking, "Would you like

Oh my god.

my eyes give me

my legs go weak underneath me. I could not help but glare at him, "Hendrix, we are going to

without waiting for

burst of deep, reserved laughter

He then went downstairs.

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