Hazel pursed her lips upon hearing what Ranon said. She averted her gaze and attempted to get up, but Ranon wrapped his arms around her and pushed her down again.
They didn't have intercourse last night because Ranon refused it; no matter what Hazel did, he didn't give in. But, of course, they had hundreds of ways to satisfy each other.
What is bothering you?" Ranon asked, he tangled their legs, and Hazel could feel his morning wood nudging the side of her body.
"Nothing," Hazel replied; she found it hard to express what was on her mind.
Ranon had anticipated that she wouldn't answer his question after all, so he wasn't bothered when she lied to him. "So, what happened last night?"
He gripped her chin and lifted her head.
Staring straight into his eyes, Hazel replied shamelessly. "Post-pregnancy hormones."
"I never heard that."
"You need to read more."
