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?”

of being caught looking at him in his sleep. “You get

early and gone to the market. The box of fruits that John brought earlier

in a plate and brought some in. John was right. They were all fruits from

green mangoes were great too. When I was a kid, I always liked

Macy had always said that she craved for them, so I washed some and packed them for her. After checking

still in hospital, I would send them

I turned around to look and saw it was Ashton in grey pajamas. He

 still early and there was nothing for him to

air about him. Sure enough, he looked at

I put down my mobile phone and told him plainly, “Later, I shall be

behind and his voice was raspy. “Cats tend to be irritable and cranky when they are feeling unsettled. Humans are the same and we haven’t done it for a

was full of suppressed desire, “Shall we go to the bathroom?

I said nothing

man might be; he would become a horny ba*tard whenever he had

back no more. His hands moved

this is the living room!” If he continued and if Mrs. Eriksen came home,

the bathroom. Then, he turned on the shower before putting me on the edge of the bath. He put his arms around my waist as he

was not surprised,

and seductive as he

We did not speak.

hour, I lay limp in his arms. He

carried me into the living room and placed me on the sofa

 saying

a few times. While Ashton was in the bathroom,

that he had woken up too early and had nothing

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