Mabel Quinn figured that it might be related to Kyle Kinston living here.
"You... you go ahead and sleep first, I still have some writing to do. The script draft is due to be handed to Kuan in a couple of days," she said, gently pushing him, signaling him to let go.
"But I'd rather sleep with you," he whispered, his alluring gaze accompanied by a charming smile, truly leaving one entranced.
And Mabel was the one who was utterly and completely mesmerized.
"But..." she still struggled.
His lips fell upon hers, and once again, she was lost in his kiss...
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As it turned out, beauty indeed easily leads to delays. A night of indulgence resulted in a day of frantic typing and writing.
"Didn't you say you could finish the ending part last night?" Alice Conley leaned over and asked, "Stuck with an inspiration block?"
Mabel Quinn felt a bit embarrassed, as it was someone who disrupted her yesterday.
