Chapter 1281
Allen Rivera woke up at two in the night, finding the sofa far less comfortable than the bed.
He stretched his neck a little, and as soon as he sat up, the blanket slid off his body.
Allen was slightly stunned, then realized that Jane McCain had covered him with it. His lips curled up into a faint smile.
He felt that the girl was really considerate.
It’s a pity he hadn’t been able to spend quality time with her today, so he would have to find a way to make it up to her on Saturday.
Thinking this, he twisted his somewhat stiff neck, took a brief shower in the bathroom, and returned to the bedroom, only to find an extra person in bed...
Women are truly amazing creatures; no matter the type, once they put on a man’s shirt, they exude a different kind of charm,
She was curled up, sleeping soundly, her hair spread messily across the bed, just like Allen’s current breathing—disturbed and speechless.