The lounge here wasn’t just a semi-open room but a tatami tea room, quite elegant and serene. As soon as Annabelle saw the arrangement and decor of the room, she guessed that this must be Grandpa’s private tea room. She quickly said to Kendrick, “I’m still wet, I’ll get Grandpa’s tatami wet!”
Kendrick raised the corner of his lips. “It’s fine, I’m dry now. You can sit on me.”
Annabelle’s face flushed immediately.
Without another word, Kendrick scooped her up and sat her down on the tatami, kissing her.
His warm and large hand pressed gently on the back of her neck, making it impossible for her to move. She could also feel that he was already on edge, but he was holding back.
It was probably because this was Grandpa's tea room, or perhaps because her health check results hadn’t come
