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.

but too

blanket, took off her shoes,

"Emily," Michael called.

"What now?" Emily snapped.

before bed?" Michael

"I..." Emily sighed.

no choice but to take a

all that, she was exhausted, her eyelids heavy, her limbs

just wanted

changed into pajamas, and walked out of the bathroom, she saw

Emily screamed, startling Michael.

are you screaming?" Michael

should ask you that! What are you doing?" Emily

heard you drying your hair, so I started undressing,"

in the bathroom?"

do you care when I undress?" Michael

was at

always lost

to outtalk him, she could only comfort herself with the thought of their impending divorce, muttering, "Yeah, I don't care. We're getting divorced soon, so

around, looking at Emily in

was clearly freaked

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

Michael noticed the ring on

ring was very familiar to

his grandmother had given back to Mason before

very significant to

give it to you?"

eight-pack abs, his broad shoulders, his narrow waist and his

"What?" Emily said.

drool," Michael

not drooling,"

in such a

and her slightly flushed

have such thoughts about

the bathroom, washing away his desire and heat

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