Sir Ares, Goodnight

How could this warm and broad back belong to Jay?

Carrying her to Josephine's rented apartment, he sent the latter a quick text stating, 'Sis Angeline's eyes have gone blind. Return quickly to take care of her.' Josephine did not reply, not even after a long while.

Unable to leave a blind Angeline alone in the apartment, Jay decided to stay and take care of her.

He poured Angeline tea and made her food.

Filtering through the lavender cologne he had sprayed on himself, Angeline found the scent of him left behind in the room. It solidified the idea that Jay was indeed right there.

As they ate, Angeline spoke, sounding touched, "Can I touch your face? You've spent the better half of an entire day taking care of me and I'd like to know what my savior looks like."

The cutleries in Jay's hands fell onto the table as he nervously came up with a way to respond to Angeline's small request.

Standing up, he took silent steps toward the coffee table and picked up the scissors sitting atop it. Quickly, he snipped his hair into a messy buzzcut.

Then, he returned to the dining table and held Angeline's hands carefully in his before placing them

on his face. He also made sure to contort his handsome features into a twisted expression.

Trailing her fingers on his face, Angeline felt a jolt of electricity buzzing through her veins as her fingertips inched up his cheek.

Jay could feel

to tremble

hands from his messy buzzcut to his contorted expression before settling them on his seductive Adam's apple. She prayed that

Jay suddenly held her hands and placed them back on the

asked, "I just wanted to

wrote a reply on her palm.

spoke, "You remind me

she choked out the next word,

shy smile graced her features as she spoke of

all been a facade! The indifferent expression she had been wearing in front of him as of recent was

wrote in her palm again. 'How

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eyelids. Her voice was sharp when she spoke next, "Indeed. Such a perfect Jaybie doesn't exist

freeze over. He was rooted in

lightly let go of her hands and stood,