The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

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Halsey's legs wobbled, and although her arms were still wrapped around Dwight's neck, her delicate body went soft against his chest.

Dwight's arms tightened around her slender waist. He lifted her and pressed her gently against him,

Halsey's face turned bright red as she pushed him away.

Their lips parted, and Dwight looked at her, her lips glistening from the kiss. In a low voice, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Halsey's big, watery eyes flickered nervously, and she quickly glanced at his pants. "You're pressing against me." Dwight froze, unsure of what to say.

Halsey, to her surprise, noticed a faint blush spreading across his face. She never expected someone as stoic and cold as him to blush

She smiled mischievously. "Are you blushing?"

"I'm not," he replied quickly, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"You're definitely blushing!" she teased, reaching out as if to touch his cheek.

Dwight moved back slightly. "Stop messing around."

Halsey leaned in close to his ear, her voice dropping to a soft whisper. "Do you want me to help you like last time?

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in his room, on his bed, and she had insisted on watching the video

him if he wanted her help

Those large, beautiful eyes that glistened with innocence and mischief. Before he could respond, she had already pressed

said her

was determined. Standing on tiptoe,

small hands wandered down

cold and serious Dwight, now looking disheveled, his eyes red-rimmed as he gasped for

him, and it

him. Every time it happened, she felt a thrill

was in

feelings for me?" Halsey

standing in a dimly lit hallway, with no one

his handsome face buried

Dwight whether he had feelings

uneven, and after a long pause, he murmur la

pressed on, "Is that a yes or a

He couldn't take it anymore. Without another word, he lowered

had finished his business and was now looking for

"Bebe? Bebe?"

There was no response.

subordinate. "Have you seen

subordinate shook his