My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Sure," I replied grimly. I didn't have the energy to force a smile, so I sent them off. "Alright, I understand. It's been a long day. I'm heading up, you guys continue." "Oh come on, Arianna. We just got here..."

"Raiya," Sawyer called out. He was a sensible person and could tell that I didn't want to continue the conversation. Sawyer glanced at Raiya and told her not to push it. Then, he took the initiative to leave. "It's getting late, and we don't want to impose. Let's go home, our kids are waiting."

Since he was being considerate, I couldn't show my indifference. I sent him out before stepping on the stairs to head to the second floor.

Halfway there, I heard Tobias whisper, "Is Sawyer not gay? Has he always been so masculine?"

After taking a hot shower and lying down, Hendrix returned to our room, took off his coat, laid down next to me and hugged me from behind.

"Are you upset?" After holding me for a while, Hendrix asked quietly.

Emotional instability was normal in a state of jealousy and impatience, but Hendrix had complete control of my mental state. I was immersed and lost in his gentle tone.

"A little." Hugging the comer of the blanket, I turned over like a frightened bunny and snuggled his arms. I did not stop until I was tucked into his chest tightly. Breathing a sigh of relief, I muttered, "When can we live a peaceful life..."

around, you can always rely on me." Hendrix changed into a comfortable

in his arms, I felt like a child who had yet to grow up. S~ᴇaʀᴄh

my head and bit his chin in a fit of

while, he relaxed them and went back to being calm as if nothing

little itchy," Hendrix

couldn't help chuckling. "You don't even blink when you're lying now. I won't be able to tell

I was fooling around." "So, you have plans to lie to me?" I pinched his nose to stop him

loud instead of getting mad. While we fooled around, he took the opportunity to

trouble?" Hendrix held me down,

fiery mood came from, but I just felt like

hands. I immediately yelled, "Hey,

a wry smile. With that, I rolled over and pressed him under

deflated balloon,

laid flat with his hands

for fear that I would fall. Only then did he let out a long sigh, going along