Chapter 10- uncomfortable
"You know, if we keep sleeping together like this..."
Morrison’s voice carried a teasing lilt, smooth and effortless, like he said such things every day—which, frankly, he did.
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Flirting came as naturally to him as breathing. All those women from his past practically begged for this kind of shameless banter.
But this time... he forgot.
She wasn’t like those women.
Lilian was as pure as freshly fallen snow when it came to love. A complete novice.
And Morrison? He was smearing thick, dark ink across that blank page.
No wonder she froze up on the other end of the line—and then burst.
"Y-you... You say shameless things like that again—or do shameless stuff—and we’re done! I mean it!"
Her voice trembled with anger, though the blush burning on her face betrayed something else entirely.
Just one offhanded comment about sharing a bed and she was already red to her ears.
But Morrison remained unbothered, lounging back as he chuckled into the phone.