You Are My One and Only

Patricia retreated all the way to the window—any further and she would fall out of the window. They were on the third floor, however, so she did not want to risk her life or her limbs.

“Isaac Arnold, you stay right there or else, I’ll scream!”

That’s right. I can scream for help! We’re right by the window and it’s open, too. Someone would hear me if I scream as loudly as I can.

Isaac chuckled at how frightened Patricia was.

“What do you think I’m trying to do?”

Patricia looked at him. He had taken off his shirt, exposing his muscular body and impressive abs.

She gulped. It would not be an exaggeration to describe his figure as mesmerizing, and the sight of it made her throat dry.

However, she was still a woman of principles. She refused to get involved with someone who was taken. She was adamant about this.

Patricia bit her lip and in the end, she muttered, “How would I know? I’m not you.”

She averted her eyes to stop staring at his half-naked body.

All of a sudden, Isaac sat down on the bed with his back facing her.

I have a rash.

muddle thoughts when she heard what he said. Oh… Oh, I’m

the bottle of ointment near where he was sitting, so she

it an allergic

that looked rather painful, but he did not show any signs of anything

I soak in

you have

saw the ointment but she did not see any cotton swabs, so

wanted her to apply it by hand, so why would he let her use a cotton swab

with your hands. There’s no need to be

upon hearing that. I didn’t realize he

she saw that his bathroom alone was bigger

The Anistons could not compare to the

sink, she caught the eye of the faintly blushing woman in the mirror staring back at her, and she pursed

it. Stop eyeing his

the time to sanitize them before

were a little cold, so she rubbed her hands together to warm them up first before

sure to apply it to every patch

to the back of his waist, however, she felt herself spinning in the