"Hmm...as expected," Sarah narrowed her eyes as they were focused on the tablet screen before her, perusing over the documents Sunny gave her earlier.
"What is?" Hajin asked almost dazedly, as if his soul wasn't there.
Perhaps because it really wasn't. Half--if not all--of his soul was flying in the high heavens. It wasn't the first time his princess initiated a kiss, but for her to ask him for a kiss when they weren't in the middle of sex was...holding more damage than he thought it would be. She looked so vulnerable too when she asked that, prompting him to put massive brakes on all of his desire, keeping the kiss as gentle as he could possibly manage.
But what was his resolve for when, not long after, his princess came and sat--snuggled--on his lap. Unprompted. Unrequested. Just sat there like he was a chair, and made Hajin think becoming a chair was not such a bad idea.
Was she still rewarding him for being a good boy during the meeting with that Henry whatever guy?
