My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I didn't take the towel. I looked at him and said, "You have hands, do it yourself."

He smiled cheekily. "What are you sulking about? Andrea?"

I shook my head. "No!"

He asked in amusement, "Then what?"

I twitched my mouth and said, "You've messed with some stupid women."

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He held me in his arms, and he couldn't stop smiling. He said, "It was just a ride? There's nothing else to it. Don't take it to heart, okay?"

I did refuse, I still took the towel from his hand, motioned him to sit in the chair, and dried his hair. He was still

I dried his hair, he pulled me onto the bed to sleep with him. I

turned my head and stared at Hendrix. His eyes were closed as if he was sleeping soundly. But some things couldn't be faked. I whispered, "Hendrix,

he hadn't fallen asleep yet. It was possible that he was still wide

eyes slightly and raised my leg slightly. Suddenly, he opened his eyes. His gaze locked on mine, flashing with emotions I didn't understand. He took a deep breath. "You don't want to

was not a moron, so I understood what he was hinting at. I pursed my lips and said, "You

wiggled his hand in my face and raised his eyebrows,

stared at Hendrix furiously, "Hendrix, you're

fully into his arms. "If I am

started kissing me. The faint smell of tobacco and shampoo filled my

energetic interlude, I was so exhausted

and I didn't know how long I slept.

was up and leaning against the balcony railing. He was on the phone talking to the head office. I rolled over in bed to