Chapter 225 Special - : #11
Whatever dark, alcohol induced thought that had been roaming Anastasia’s mind was dashed the moment she gave Lloyd the pass code to her apartment and instead of doing anything when he arrived at her room, he simply tucked her underneath the duvet and sighed.
“You’re really a case.” He mumbled underneath his breath, but she clearly heard it, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, she caught his wrist.
“You’re leaving? You’re not gonna do anything?” She had blurted out the question before she could control her own words and in seconds, she wished for the bed to open up and swallow her.
Gosh, why had she said that?
The alcohol, yeah, it is as definitely the alcohol!
“Do you want me to stay?” Lloyd’s voice interrupted her thoughts. “Do you want me to stay, Anastasia?” He repeated when she remained silent.
Her grip around his wrist loosened and Lloyd nodded.
Of course she didn’t want him to stay. That was simply the alcohol in her system talking.
Swallowing the bitter pill, he turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly, Anastasia found her voice and responded.
“I didn’t say no.”
He paused and looked at her. She had shrunk into the duvet, almost as if she was trying to hide from him, yet held a firm eye contact with him.