Chapter 175
At 6:50 in the morning, Moira was woken up by the urge to pee again. She closed her eyes and fumbled her way to the bathroom.
Yesterday, she was too tired, and it was difficult to open her eyes now.
Walking out of the bathroom, she closed her eyes and returned to the bed.
In a daze, Moira felt that her hand seemed to have touched someone’s hand.
Something was wrong!
How could there be anyone else on her bed?
Realizing that, Moira instantly woke up.
She opened her eyes and saw a man’s face.
Barclay?
What was going on? Why was Barclay on her bed?
What happened last night?
Moira’s mind went blank. Barclay’s face was so close to hers, and the familiar fragrance kept brushing past her. All of that reminded her of
one thing.
She was sleeping in the same bed as Barclay!
The fact was even more shocking than her running naked when she was drunk!
Moira hurriedly sat up from the bed and distanced herself from Barclay. She looked at Barclay who slowly got up and asked angrily, “Why are you on my bed?”
“In your bed?”
Moira was stunned for a moment and quickly looked around.
It was not her room!
It was Barclay’s!
Moira’s anger disappeared in an instant. She sat on the bed helplessly and almost cried, her face blushing. “Mr. Covington, I can explain…”
“Well, explain it for me.”
Moira looked at Barclay in embarrassment. She wanted to explain why she was on his bed, but after thinking for a long time, she still did not know why.
“I… sleepwalked. Do you believe me?”
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Chapter 175
“Is that so?” Barclay asked.
His voice was soft and slow, like a feather tickling Moira’s heart.
Moira avoided his gaze guiltily. “Yes!”
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She lowered her head and looked at the hem of her crumpled pajamas. She bit her lip and paused for a moment before looking up again. She asked carefully, “I didn’t offend you last night, did I?”
As soon as she finished her words, the familiar fragrance suddenly approached.
Moira stared blankly at Barclay who suddenly leaned closer to her, and her body stiffened.
The next second, she felt her earlobe being bitten.
It didn’t hurt, just a little itchy.
Barclay looked up at her. “Is this considered offensive?”
He had just woken up, and there was a faint drowsiness in his eyes. Coupled with his outstanding facial features, the collar of his pajamas
was mostly loose and made him look indescribably seductive.
Moira’s heart beat rapidly. Hearing Barclay’s words, she did not dare to look up and meet his eyes. She could only lower her head, but her gaze happened to settle on his collar.
The room was quiet. Under such an awkward situation, she was still thinking, ‘Why isn’t his collar a little wider? It’s hopeless, Moira!‘
Barclay probably noticed her gaze. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said something that made Moira feel even more ashamed. “By the way, you even kissed here.”
As he spoke, his slender index finger gently tapped his collarbone.