NovelEnglishChapter 332 Ernest gently nudged my forehead with his, whispering, "But I miss you, miss you so much..." He took my hand and placed it against his warm chest.
I quickly pulled back, hiding my hands behind me. Seeing my panicked look, he chuckled softly, "Don't you want to?" "No, not at all. I'm tired, I just want to sleep," I pushed him away, fumbling for my keys.
But the more flustered I became, the harder it was to find them. Eventually, Ernest took them out for me.
"My little fluster bunny," he murmured right next to my ear.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMy whole body felt warm, as if his heat was transferring to me.
Ernest unlocked the door for me, but just as I was about to step in, he tugged at me, "Really not lettingin?" "No, no way," I couldn't even bring myself to look at him.
But as soon as I said that, Ernest squeezed in. I glared at him. "Ernest." "I won't stay long," he said, making a round through the rooms and checking the windows, before finally coming back to me. "All checked, the doors and windows are secure, nothing's amiss." That moment, my heart softened, feeling something akin to fermentation stirring within.
"After the flight and the hospital visit today, you must be exhausted. Take a shower and get sgood sleep," Ernest said, patting my head and pinching my cheek.
Watching him do that, I suddenly didn't want him to leave anymore, didn't want to keep punishing him.
I realized that his actions back hwere partly to set an example for Susie, not wanting to embarrass me.
After all, we weren't officially anything yet.
"Sweet dreams!" Ernest said, letting go ofand turning to leave.
But I pulled him back, unable to voice my wish for him to stay, yet hoping my gesture conveyed it.
Ernest, however, looked atwith feigned confusion.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe was playing hard to get.
Despite being a novice in love, Ernest was a master in practice.
I had no choice but to speak up, "I've changed my mind." Ernest asked, "What?" I pinched him, "I want you to stay." This tErnest didn't pretend, chuckling softly. "Changed your mind?" How could I admit that? I stubbornly retorted, "No, I got scared." To hide my embarrassment, I added, "Everything was fine, and then you had to check everything, makinganxious." "I've checked everything, it's safe. Plus, I'm just across the hall. If anything happens, just yell for me," Ernest teased.
I knew I was no match for him, resigning, "What if I just want you to stay?" Ernest's smile widened, "Not mad anymore?" "Ernest," I reached my limit of embarrassment, "keep teasing me, and I'll get really mad." Ernest's fingers gently stroked my face, "Licia's not mad." I thought he agreed to stay, but then he said, "I'm just next door, don't worry. And no overthinking, just get ssleep." I wasn't naive; I understood the implication. He still planned to leave.
But the warmth from earlier and the longing in his gaze clearly showed he wanted to stay, so why change his mind now? Even if it was a tease, there's a limit!
I let go abruptly, pretending to be angry, "Go, go, get out. The content is om novelenglish.net!
As I pushed him out, Ernest saw my mood, wrapped his arms aroundwith a weary sigh, "What am I going to do with you?" His words revealed deep fatigue, and I instantly felt sorry for him, hugging him back, "Ernest, srest. Don't overthink I still pushed him away, insisting he go sleep, knowing well that if stayed, we'd hardly be able to our hands to ourselves.
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