He bent down slightly.
! wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him.
Jake stiffened, his eyes wide with disbelief. When I pulled away, he covered his lips,
recoiling like a shy housewife.
I was hanny “I’m going to take a shower,”
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I was happy, “I’m going to take a shower.”
Before entering the bathroom, I warned him,
“If you leave, I might die in the bathroom.”
The corner of Jake’s mouth twitched slightly.
After showering, I was only wrapped in a
towel.
Jake sat quietly on the sofa, holding a book.
“Jake,” I called, “You’re holding the book
upside down.”
Not only were his ears red, but his neck was
red too.
I sat beside him, and he jumped up.
I said, “What are you avoiding? Afraid I’ll do
something to you?”
Jake resigned himself, closing his eyes, “Do you know this is dangerous? Are you still
going after my brother?”
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Apparently, he hadn’t listened to my
confession.
I stood in front of him, placing his hand on my
waist, “I like you, Jake.”
“Let’s do it. Once, and you’ll know I’m
serious.”
While he was shocked, I pushed him onto the
bed.
I tossed his wet shirt aside and slipped my
hand inside.
Jake’s hand trembled, “Sarah, maybe we
should calm down first?”
I kissed him, “I took a cold shower, I’m calm.”
“But you…”
“Shut up!”
By the end, he was reciprocating, clearly
moved.
く
After years of marriage in the past life, we
had no physical intimacy.
No matter how difficult it was, he never asked
for it.
The only kiss was when he had a few drinks
and kissed me lightly in his drunken state.
I thought our relationship would progress, but
he moved to the station the next day and
didn’t come home for two months.
The towel fell, my thoughts returned, and I
undid his belt.
Just as I was about to go further, a knock
came at the door.
Jake quickly pulled the covers over us,
bringing us closer.
The unfamiliar sensation made me cry out
involuntarily.
Jason’s suppressed roar came from outside,
“Sarah, Jake, what are you doing?!”
Chapter 2
7
The guesthouse had poor soundproofing. Sounds from outside were clear, and vice
versa.
Jake, shy, was about to open the door, but I held him back.
His breathing was heavy, but he still tried to
remove my arm.
I wrapped my leg around his waist.
He groaned and whispered, “My brother’s
outside. Not opening the door is bad for your reputation.”
Fool.
く
I wanted a scandal, giving him no reason to
refuse me.
Soon, his face was flushed, and fearing
something might happen, I let go.
