Chapter 114 Sharing the Same Bed, Mutual Infatuation

"No need..." Emily muttered.

She wanted to refuse, but Michael cut her off.

"Emily, we're still married. Why the rush to sleep in separate rooms?" Michael asked.

"Seriously, no need," Emily insisted.

"You take the left, I'll take the right. I won't touch you," Michael said.

"But really, no need," Emily repeated.

Her mind went blank.

"Emily, my patience has limits. Are you playing hard to get?" Michael asked.

"I'm not that bored," Emily shot back.

"Then just sleep here. I promise not to touch you. I have an early meeting tomorrow," Michael said.

"Fine, whatever," Emily sighed.

Honestly, she didn't want to agree.

But the room was pitch black, and in the silence, every sense was heightened. Michael's warm body was pressed against her, his breath on her forehead.

Emily couldn't stand it! This ambiguous atmosphere was unbearable. If it kept up, something was bound to happen!

So she decided to follow Michael's suggestion-one would sleep on the left side, and the other on the right. But there was only one blanket, which bugged Emily. "I'll grab another blanket from the guest room," Emily said.

"No," Michael replied.

"Why not?" Emily asked.

"Who knows what's on those guest room blankets? I can't have that touching me. Emily, if we're sharing a bed, consider my feelings," Michael said.

"I..." Emily was speechless again.

mad but

took off her shoes, and got into bed

"Emily," Michael called.

"What now?" Emily snapped.

you shower before bed?"

"I..." Emily sighed.

choice but

was exhausted, her eyelids heavy,

wanted to

and walked out of

Emily screamed, startling Michael.

Why are you

you that! What are you doing?" Emily

shower. I heard you drying your hair, so

in the bathroom?" Emily

care when I undress?"

was at a

always lost

divorce, muttering, "Yeah, I don't care. We're getting divorced soon, so I

he turned around, looking at Emily

was clearly freaked out by

up to her chest and stammered, "What... what are

the ring on Emily's

ring was very familiar

grandmother had given back to Mason before she passed

was very significant

give it to

Emily was admiring Michael's body, his eight-pack abs, his broad shoulders, his narrow waist and his firm hips. As for what Michael just asked,

"What?" Emily said.

your drool,"

drooling,"

saw Emily in such

found her somewhat cute, and her slightly flushed face made him feel a bit parched, recalling the

shouldn't have such

bathroom, washing away his

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