Chapter 914 Mya’s Misgivings "No, no." Clarence grabbed her hand, held it in his palm and said, "Go to sleep, nothing has happened. Life's peaceful." Shirley was still uneasy.
Clarence said, "But | feel old now, | can hardly stand staying up for several days now. | can't sleep well and often have dreams." "Tomorrow, I'll make you some soup." Shirley grabbed his arm, "Should you go to the hospital and have a physical examination?" "No need. | am healthy, | know it." Shirley closed her eyes and got closer to him, "Clarence, don't worry. | will be here no matter what happens." "I know." The room was quiet, and they soon fell asleep.
Early in the morning, the sky had just turned bright. In a bedroom in the Russell family.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOn the soft big bed, Finnley lay flat on the left side of the bed, his arms under his head. He was looking at the woman sleeping on her stomach on the right side of the bed, his eyes very gentle.
He thought for a while and decided to turn her over. It was not healthy for her to keep sleeping on her stomach.
So, he gently lifted the quilt and carefully hugged her, only to wake her up.
Mya said, "Hey, what are you doing?" She instinctively covered her chest, looked at him, stunned. She didn't feel sleepy at all now.
Finnley was stunned, "Did | wake you up?" Mya quickly sat up. "Didn't we agree last night? We are going to take it slow, right? | am only 20 years old. | thought you were a gentleman, why did you do that when | was asleep?" "When Jennifer was 20, she had had Alfie and Diana already," Finnley blurted out, "You are a grown woman now." His words scared Mya and she covered her chest tighter. "So, you were really going to..." Her eyes widened.
"No!" Finnley looked at her in nervousness and found it funny. He touched the tip of her nose, "That's what kind of man | am in your eyes?" Mya blinked, "But that's what you did." She no longer felt like sleeping now.
Finnley's gentle eyes fell on her relatively flat chest, "You shouldn't sleep on your stomach from now on. It has hindered you." Hearing that, Mya looked down at her chest, and then she pouted. She was both embarrassed and angry.
"Hey! What were you trying to say?" She looked up and asked, "Do you like women with big breasts? Then go and find one!" "| didn't mean that. | was just concerned about your health." Finnley took her hand and said patiently, "Sleeping on your stomach is not healthy." Mya looked sideways at him, "How do you know? Have you studied it?" Finnley was speechless, "It's common sense." "I have never heard of it," she looked at him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBy the light from outside the window, they sat on the bed and looked at each other.
"Well, well, let's not about it." Finnley reached out and held her into his arms. "Go back to sleep, it's still early." Listening to his strong heartbeat, Mya hugged his waist, leaned her head on his chest and said with a pout, "I'm actually a little scared." "Of what?" Finnley suddenly became nervous, "You can tell me." "| googled it the other day," Mya told him, "It says that first times hurt." Finnley was stunned. She googled that? Mya, not seeing his expression, murmured, "Some people say they got tearing pain, others say it was slight, and some said they bled. I'm not ready." When she said this, her cheeks were red, and even her neck and ears were red.
Finnley, as a gentleman, would not force her to do things she didn't want to.
The woman in his arms was so sweet and innocent.
He knew that women nowadays were open about sex, but he didn't expect Mya to be so scared of it.
"Mya," Finnley kissed her on the forehead and then her hair, "Don't feel pressured. We can take it slow until you are ready. | love you."