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.

was mad but

spread the blanket, took off her shoes, and got into

"Emily," Michael called.

"What now?" Emily snapped.

before bed?"

"I..." Emily sighed.

no choice but to take

she was exhausted, her eyelids heavy,

just wanted

pajamas, and walked out of the bathroom, she saw Michael

Emily screamed, startling Michael.

Why are you screaming?" Michael

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

shower. I heard you drying your

undress in the

do you care when I undress?" Michael

at a

lost arguments

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 I don't care about you!" Michael, about to

turned around, looking at Emily

freaked

stammered, "What... what are you

noticed the

very familiar to

one his grandmother had given back to Mason

and was very significant to Michael. But now,

it to you?" Michael

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.

drool,"

drooling,"

rarely saw Emily in such

flushed face

shouldn't have such thoughts

the bathroom, washing away his desire and heat in

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