The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

My Dad Please Come 93

Stanley had already come out of the bathroom. He had heard the entire voice message.

Wendy stood frozen, her mind blank. She jumped up in a panic. "Wait, let me explain..."

In her frantic state, her phone slipped from her hands and landed on the bed.

Cecelia's voice message played right after, "Stanley's in great shape-he must have a six-pack! And I've heard that men with long fingers are amazing in bed. Wendy, go for it and sleep with Stanley tonight!"

Wendy, who had been trying to explain, froze.

She felt like jumping off the building.

Oh, my god! What was this mess? She had started out having a serious conversation with Cecelia, but things took a wild turn, getting more inappropriate by the second.

The atmosphere had become unbearably awkward.

Wendy glanced at the man by the bathroom door, letting out a dry laugh. "So you heard all that. Just remember that those were Cecelia's words, not mine."

She figured it was best to throw her friend under the bus.

Stanley, freshly showered and still glistening with a light mist of water, stood there without a flicker of emotion on his handsome face. He simply said, "Go take a shower."

"Okay."

quickly dashed into the bathroom,

later, Stanley heard her panicked scream from inside. "Argh!"

curled into a small smile as he leaned

the bathroom. She had never felt so

already lying in bed, his broad back lazily propped against the headboard,

the room. If he was in it, where was she

idea of sleeping on the

quick glance. "What are

wanted her to sleep

both going to share the bed

wasn't like they hadn't shared a bed before,

her eyes, and

Stanley put down his

rumbled and lightning flashed, but the soft light in the room made it feel

1/2

Chapter 93

sleepy. But then, suddenly, she

had zero soundproofing, and Wendy's ears perked up involuntarily. The

what was happening next door, but then she heard the unmistakable sound of a woman moaning softly-pleasure mixed

before, was slow to react,