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xpression shifting quickly, her brows furrowing in confusion. I slammed my butt down onto the floor with a heavy thud, exclaiming loudly, "Oh my god! I thought that.

mile. She stared at me as if I was a total jerk, her eyes filled with disbelief and frustration. "Are you stupid? Why would I kill myself?!" she retorted sharply, her voice tinged with anger.

Then I stood up abruptly and flipped her onto my shoulder, declaring playfully, "Then marry me!" The absurdity

ps, her touch sending an unexpected rush through me that I couldn't ignore. I walked out of the washroom and placed her on the bed carefully,

er body slowly, taking my time and bending down to her small feet to dry even her delicate toes with care

s glad that she seemed calm somehow and didn't hate my touch, which felt like a small victory that I cherished deeply. I helped her put on a shirt, feeling a rus

mind racing with everything happening. "I forgot to buy sleeping pants and linge

om my bottom. You did that on purpose!" She accused me of trapping her in a sex

like that?! I was just in a hurry. I missed a few crucial things in my rush. I had never bought anything for any

y, "Sorry, I didn't do it on purpose. I swear." My words came out

osture radiating frustration. She snatched the wet towel from my hand and wrapped it

to my face, saying sternly, "You! Don't ever look down! Got that?" Her tone was fierce, but

es, sure. Sorry." My voice was light, tryi

o you keep saying sorry for me?" Her confusion was palpable, and I couldn

anded it to her, grinning as I said, "You could use that. It's new! I didn't use it

t?! There's no way I would use that." Her tone was incredulous, and

lled the towel to let it fall down dramatically. She whined and stomp

l will drop anyway. Just use my boxer. I won't eat a piece of you." My attempt at hum

fore." Her accusation hung in the air, and I felt my

ed. I thought she had killed herself in some way, but she was just playing with

ling exposed yet excited. I patted the bed next to me, inviting her, "Come he

was counting the muscles in my body with her eyes, which made me feel a bit shy.

I still keep my boxer on. Unless you want me to take it off." I waved

anner, "Get your ass out of bed and sleep on the couch, Xander." Her words were

ared at her in disbelief, unable

s off the bed, or I will never get married to you!" He

t, and thought to myself, guess what! That girl just comman

n. I stood up, scrunching my nose playfully, and slowly walked to th

evous glint in her eyes, "Very, tha

k off all her clothes and turned her back to me, showing her b

that? It felt like a game I didn't understand

ain, my voice rising in urgency

k; she just said casual

in genuine curiosity, trying to understand her i

, Xander." She teased me in a scoffing tone and just fell asleep,

and lick it with my tongue like ice cream. The thought was tantaliz

ully in my pants, a reminder of my arousal that I couldn't escape. But at least she was s

help but feel a mix of frustration and excitement at