As the thought surfaced, it refused to disappear, crazily proliferating in his mind.
Then his heart itched, unable to focus on anything, his mind filled with her hands and her singing.
His thoughts were fixated on having her repeat the act, to let him sleep comfortably once more...
But he couldn't swallow his pride and ask her to reenact that night's events.
So, after several days of dilly-dallying and unable to resist any longer, he stealthily climbed into her bed tonight.
Who would have thought she would discover him? He admitted, at that moment, he felt very embarrassed.
However, the thought of being able to sleep by her side again and possibly having her comfort him to sleep later made him feel that losing a bit of face was nothing...
Besides, this woman was smart and knew the score, quietly closing her eyes, sparing him too much embarrassment.
Seeing her so sensible, he decided to sacrifice his own comfort and hold her for the night.
