Chapter 17

With a sigh of relief, I lay down and got ready to sleep.

The next morning.

I woke up earlier than usual.

Ashton had not woken up yet and he was sleeping very soundly. Even then, his sleeping posture was very pleasant to the eyes. His neat and short black hair revealing his classic facial features which were well-defined.

It was the first time that I looked at his face so carefully.

His eyelashes were very long, his lips were tightly closed and the corners of his lips were turned down slightly!

This facial expression was an indication of constant alertness.

It had been said that people who slept with this posture were persistent and insistent on getting their way.

Indeed, Ashton fitted that description.

He had a broad chest, wide shoulders, and a narrow waist. Additionally, his legs were well-proportioned and slender!

His level of alertness was extremely high even when he was sound asleep.

He opened his pitch-black eyes suddenly with not the slightest bit of sleepiness and staring straight at me.

As our eyes met, I was taken aback for a moment but quickly returned to normalcy.

After a while, his tense body relaxed. His eyes narrowed and he stretched out his hand. “Come here?”

looked away, without the slightest embarrassment of being caught looking at

up early and gone to the market. The box of fruits that John brought earlier was still in the yard and it was too big for

in. John was right. They were all fruits from R Province. The tomatoes

mangoes were great too. When I was a kid, I always liked to eat that with

washed some and packed them for her. After checking the

she was still in hospital, I would send them to

movement from the top of the stairs, I turned around to look and saw it was Ashton in grey pajamas. He was tall and slim and looked

you sleep in?” It was still early

there was a compelling air about him. Sure enough, he looked at me for a long time and said softly;

remain still. I put down my mobile phone and told him plainly, “Later, I shall be going to the hospital to

and cranky when they are feeling

suppressed desire, “Shall we

I said nothing

no matter how proper and well-dressed a man might be; he would become a

more. His hands moved around my waist and

he continued and if Mrs. Eriksen came home, we

the bathroom. Then, he turned on the shower before putting

was not

voice was low and seductive as he caught

We did not speak.

lay limp in his arms. He

carried me into the living room and placed me on the

 a good understanding of the saying – A hungry

few times. While Ashton was in the

I realized that he had woken up

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