Bryan White smiled slyly, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.
He whispered hoarsely in her ear, "Just holding you to sleep, I promise not to move."
"Hmm..." Mabel Doyle was really too sleepy, she glanced at him and didn't pay any more attention, turned her back to him, and closed her eyes to continue sleeping.
The man was indeed quite honest, just holding her like that to sleep. Mabel smiled and quickly fell into a dreamland...
In the middle of the night, she had a dream again of their first time last night. In the dream, her face was burning red, and she wondered why she was having such a dream?
She woke up groggily, only to see the man half-pressed on top of her, kissing her.
"Bryan White..." She cupped his face, gently pushed him away, and under the faint light coming through the window, she stared at his handsome face, "Didn't you promise not to move?!"
