Chris's pov
I didn't sleep well all night. Intellectually, the farther away Kenneth and I are, the better. Warren was right across from me and could find out at any moment.
From my own selfishness, I am eager to meet Kenneth. After all, I am used to his arms, and I will sleep more sweetly when he holds me.
I thought Kenneth would come back, but he didn't come home all night.
I woke up very early, and I couldn't help sighing when I looked at the empty quilt around me.
Kenneth has already occupied such an important position in my heart before I know it.
Get up, wash and change clothes, and see all kinds of hickeys with different shades below the neck. The previous ones have not disappeared and added some.
Thinking of his gentleness, my heart is sweet.
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