Chapter 357 I’m Not Your Puppy, Woman

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How could a plush puppy talk? Could it have come to life or turned into some kind of spirit? That fuzzy thought flitted through Lily’s drowsy mind, but before she could make sense of it, sleep tugged her back under.

All she wanted was to do what she always did, fall asleep hugging her plush puppy.

She wrapped her arms completely around him and mumbled, half–asleep, “Puppy, let me hold you….”

Her sudden full–body hug shoved James down against the edge of the bed.

His expression darkened; the air around him turned dangerous.

Puppy… She really thought he was Jackson!

Jealousy burned through him, searing his chest like acid.

Irritated and agitated, he pulled her hands off him again. “I told you–I’m not your puppy. Quit touching me!”

This time, Lily heard him clearly.

But she was still convinced she was dreaming. After all, how could a plush dog turn into a spirit and talk?

And in dreams, she was in control. Why would she be afraid of a disobedient plush toy acting up in her dream?

Her cheeks puffed with defiance. A rebellious streak flared up, and she grabbed at his abs with both hands. “I want to touch them…”

Just grabbing his abs didn’t feel satisfying enough.

Her hands slid upward, groping at his chest, again and again.

firm, so springy. The sensation

her dream, she had already crowned herself a lawless queen. Chin lifted

James fell silent.

wanted to touch Jackson through his shirt, and that wasn’t enough for her? Now

to take

black. He clenched his jaw so hard it looked like he’d transform into a beast

sensed none

dream, she was a queen, and this was her

and scolded him with a fierce, but entirely unthreatening tone, “If

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spoke, she latched onto the hem of his shirt and

put up any real strength, she rolled

her pillow, she felt

her arms tight around him again,

James

sudden movement,

more.

her beneath his

was cold as steel–yet scorching hot, full of tension and heat. “Lily, say it

spirit

was about to divorce her. Aside from hugging my stuffed animals in bed, who else could I hold? It’s not like I am dreaming

nestled her head against his

obliterating what was left of his sanity. James lowered his head and crushed his

biting her lips wasn’t enough to ease the ache

out the fire raging

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