The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 771

"I haven't slept all night. Can you just let me rest for a while?" Hendrix asked.

"Why don't you go sleep in your own place?" Noelle argued.

"I can't sleep without you."

The moment Hendrix spoke those words, Noelle's cheeks flushed bright red.

She wanted to argue, but in the next moment, Hendrix's breathing seemed to steady.

Surprised, she lifted her head and saw the dark circles under his eyes. Even his usually clean-shaven jaw now bore a faint stubble.

Her hand, which had been ready to push him away, slowly dropped.

Hendrix hadn't expected to fall asleep so quickly. Though he had finally found Noelle, he hadn't been sleeping well these past few days. Aside from constantly being jolted awake, the terrible conditions here only made things worse. But in Noelle's room, none of that seemed to matter.

Even in this cramped, damp little house, even on this rickety wooden bed that cracked beneath him, he could still catch the faint scent of her skin and the sun- warmed fragrance of the blankets. It made him feel safe.

chest. At first, his sudden presence had chased away any chance of sleep. But as she listened to

heard Irene's

up yet? Are you feeling

Hendrix frowned, stirring as if he were about to

to knock

would speak, she clamped her

sure you're okay?

overslept. I'm getting up

up from the bed,

out a low groan. Her eyes widened, and without thinking, she

spoke in a booming voice, somehow caught the sound.

I just

right out," Noelle explained in a trembling. voice. She locked

Irene might

grip on him-pulling her hand down just enough to press a light kiss

been wound tight