Out!
Chapter 23
Daphne felt terribly dizzy, and Lester shading her only made it worse. In her discomfort, she clung to his neck and bit his shoulder.
Her scent pierced straight into his soul.
Daphne felt her body getting unbearably hot
Meanwhile, Victor had been looking for Lester to report something. He found out that Lester wasn’t in the study. After asking the Robo Housekeeper, he learned that Lester had gone to see Daphne
He couldn’t figure out why Lester would go to Daphne’s place so late at night, and even now, he still hadn’t returned.
Early the next morning, Daphne tuned over and put her hand on something so hard it felt like a rock Who had placed a rock on her bed?
She opened her eyes and almost jumped at what she saw. Her hand was resting on a firm, muscular chest.
Startled, she quickly pushed herself up. She looked left and right, not knowing what to do first.
Sensing her alarm, Lester coached out and pulled her into his ams to calm her, though he didn’t open his eyes.
“Honey, it’s still early. Let’s sleep a bitz
Daphne lay on his chest, hardly daring to breathe.
When it was time for him to head to the United Federation, Lester finally opened his eyes. He could feel the tension in the body pressed against him, and he laughed.
“So now you’m scared?”
Daphne didn’t say a word
“I’ll go to the Federation first. I’ll come back at noon to check on you. Alright?”
She nodded. Then, she beard a chuckie above her.
Honey, can you let go of me?”
Only then did Daphne realize she was still hugging his waist. Her face went red with embarrassment, and she shot back under the blankets in a flash.
There was a bit of rustling, and the mattress beside her sprung back to its original shape. Lester had gotten out of the bed.
Daphne cautiously rolled over so that just her eyes were preking out. The moment she poked her head out, she locked eyes with Lester. Startled, she ducked right back under the covers.
Lester let out a soft laugh. Normally, she acted so boldly, yet now she was acting shy.
Alter quickly dressing, he glanced at the figure under the blankets “Honey, I’m heading out. Get some rest.
There was no response from the figure buried In the sheets. He knew she was pretending to be asleep.
A Beastlin’s Leading was very sharp. He could clearly tell her breathing was quick and
teady.
He closed the door behind him. Only then did Daphne stick her head out again. Seeing that she was alone, she finally let out a sigh of relief
She tried hard to recall what had happened the night before she had to have been dreaming about a handsome guy.
Everyone had that kind of dream sometimes, right?
So why had her dream turned into reality, and why did the handsome inan turn out to be Lester?
Since Emina hadn’t come in yet, Daphne got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. The moment her feet touched the floor, she nearly fell to her knees. She barely caught the edge of the mattress in line.
Daphne noticed the red marks on her arms. Once in the bathroom, she stood in front of the minor. Sure enough, her body was covered in hickorys.
That man was like a starving wall, as though he’d never seen a woman before. There wasn’t a single inch of her left unmarked.
ན བོ གཽ རྒྱུ ན ཝཿན རྒྱུ ད ཨ ར ན ད ནན ད ན་
She turned on the slower. The warm water cascaded over her body, helping soothe her a bit.
Just then, Emma’s voice came from outside.
“Ms. Miller, I think I just saw Colonel Lester leaving your room. Ms. Miller, where are you?” “I’m in the bathroom.”
“Oh, Ms. Miller, you’re up to early. I was just saying that Colonel Lester came out of your room. Maybe he was looking for you, and when he couldn’t find you, he
Tent?
Doplane couldn’t help sighing inwardly, Emma really was a native young wonin
“I see. You go ahead and get back to work”
