No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 307



Wrapped up like a burrito on bed, it dawned on me once again that I just though ill of him.

It was only by this time that I realized, again, that how hard it was to make a soldier aroused.

Ernest helped me with bathing and that was it.

Indeed we've made out with each other before, but I couldn't help but challenge him for that, "Ernest, are you... incompetent?"

Such a question could wound any man's pride, but Ernest was no ordinary man. He pinned me down gently, "Keep it together, will you? No more games, they're pointless."

He saw right through me.

"Ernest, you know that hurts," I said in a defeated look and covered myself with quilt in anger. He peeled the quilt off my head, softly tousling my hair, "It's not that I am incompetent or that you're not tempting. I just don't want to hurt you, so let's wait until you're fully recovered."

My cheeks flushed a shade redder, "So, if I get hurt at the slightest touch, you'll just... never touch me again?"

Ernest hesitated, then nodded, "Yeah, I'd rather endure."

I covered myself by the quilt again and turn a deaf ear to him. However, he just held me like that, "I won't let it happen."

flushed cheek, Ernest kissed me softly and murmured, "Just relax for

my mind

a loss for

of principle that he chose to

as I

He turned, "Hmm?"

my tongue out before diving back

chuckled softly,

returned, I

of my parents' death,

somehow exhausted

feel ease. I somehow slept tight that night until dawn. I woke

never ceased to surprise me and

silently until

He set

and

from a

snuggled closer, Why

his

your workout for

up alone," his words warmed my