Excuse me…
That sounds like the exact opposite of a compliment!
Huffing slightly, I went downstairs to open the main door for her. She dragged her suitcase in like she owned the place. “You’ll give me a room, won’t you?”
There were five rooms in the villa. On the first floor was a guest room and the housekeeper’s room. I was using one of the rooms on the second floor, while another one was occupied by Armond. Hence, there was one more empty room.
I led her to the second floor and arranged for her to stay in that vacant room.
“The natural lighting isn’t too bad. It’s just a shame there’s no balcony!” she remarked and was about to unpack her suitcase.
“There is a large balcony in my room. Want to switch?” I proposed.
She shook her head with a small smirk on her lips. “No. This room is closer to Armond’s—much more convenient for me to take action, if you ask me!”
What?
I released a helpless chuckle and teased, “So, are you both together now?”
She paused her actions to look at me and spoke in a rather grave manner. “I have a very serious question to ask you.”
Although I was puzzled, I nodded and turned serious as well. “Go ahead.”
She pondered for a while before continuing, “When you and Ashton lived as husband and wife in the past, were there times when you guys wanted to do it but couldn’t?”
I blinked in astonishment because this seemed to be a sex-related question. Then, I felt my cheeks heat up from embarrassment.
But faced with her earnest expression, I had no choice but to answer her seriously as well. Fidgeting slightly, I said, “Care to elaborate?”
She pursed her lips and complied, “Well, both people are obviously very turned on, but things always stop right at the most crucial moment.”
I raised my hand to rub my nose and contemplated for a while. “Is it you or Armond?”
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