The Love of the Racer
Towel Tragedy

The clattering of spirited steps led Jesslyn into a vast ornate courtyard of the garden. The heart can't wait to see the man again.

"Morning, Aunty Jenny," Jesslyn said to Allison's mistress after unceremoniously setting her foot inside the Jeaven residence.

Jesslyn had indeed gotten used to freely going in and out of the Allison family mansion at will. He also often eats and sleeps at the residence of his parents' friends as in his own home.

Moreover, the host also always opened the door wide, welcomed with a smile, stretched wide both hands, and even considered her like her own daughter. So it is natural that the woman no longer has a sense of disdain.

"Morning, dear Jesslyn. Jeaven's still in his room." Jenny is already very familiar with the main purpose of the arrival of her best friend's daughter.

"Yes, Aunty." The answer then increases the speed of the foot.

"Then take her down for breakfast, yeah," Jenny half-screamed as Jesslyn had already climbed the stairs connecting the first and second floors.

"Well, Aunty," he replied half-shouting as well, while continuing enthusiastic footsteps.

While it was ....

The distinctive aroma of bath soap poured out throughout the room when Jeaven came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped in the waist. Black hair that was still wet seemed to cover part of his handsome face.

He walked to the walk in closet. However, his intention paused as the leaves of the room door suddenly opened wide without any excuse. And along with that a small screech rang out from Jesslyn's lips.

"Yeah! Why aren't you dressed?!" Jesslyn suddenly covered her face with her lentic fingers, but her legs still carried away to go into the room further. And still had time to peek with a longing feeling from his fingers.

He was embarrassed in fact, but also did not want to waste the exotic scenery in plain sight. It is too bad to just be left alone. It must be immortalized in his brain, to be remembered all the time. Haha!

Puffing with annoyance, Jeaven herded her cold face towards the woman who was acting coyly towards the cat. "Knap the door if you want to get in, Jesslyn."

Walking closer, the man pulled Jesslyn's hand that was still covering her face. So that the bare chest and field filled the eyes of the woman. It was clear that the beautiful creature was awkward on the footrest.

"And this is my room, whether I want to get dressed or not. You have no right to protest. What else are you coming for?" he said affirming, ending the question sentence.

Jesslyn cleared her throat to reduce her nervousness before making another sound. "I demand your explanation of this," the beautiful creature turned to the side, revealing several red marks on its neck. "This must be what you did, right?" He accused her with great confidence. "In my chest there are also many, but I can't possibly show it to you," he added slightly lowering his gaze, his tears seemed to blush in shame, both cheeks were also flushed like cherries in the spring.

Secretly Jeaven swallowed the salivary, right now he was like a cat caught stealing a neighbor's fish. The man had no intention of evading his actions.

I didn't expect it to be that red, how stupid am I!

His mind whispered, bemoaning what he had done last night.

Removing his grip from Jesslyn's small hand, Jeaven then looked straight at the face of the woman who was full of demands answers from him. "That's because you started it" he replied calmly. In fact, he was covering up the awkwardness that was stirring the heart.

"So you admit it?" Jesslyn still looked in disbelief. And he had prepared the horses of death if Jeaven tried to give.

"Yes." Yeah."

Jesslyn was dumbfounded, Jeaven's flat expression as if to show that what happened between them last night was common.

Although, the beautiful woman did not fully remember what had happened, but with the existence of kissmark and also the recognition of Jeaven just now made her more convinced that something had happened.

Perhaps for most people who become citizens in a country that adheres to liberalism, kissing or even playing hot in bed freely without a status bond is clearly seen as taboo. However, that was not the case for Jesslyn. At the age of 25, the woman is still very respectful.

C'mon buddy! Jesslyn is madly in love with Jeaven, but that does not mean she will forget all the advice from her parents. That is, 'Women's chastity must be kept until it is in the bonds of sacred promise before God, let a man called the husband get his honor'

"Is this enough to make you remember?" Jeaven pointed towards the small tear on her lower lip. "It's you."

Jesslyn momentarily petrified, forcing the brain to work harder, trying to collect the pieces of memory that had been forgotten. And he was immediately shocked when he remembered everything. Mouth gaping wide with a voice clenched in the throat.

Jesslyn who last night turned into an aggressive woman. He teased Jeaven like a bad woman, kissed her lips and touched the man's trunk wildly. It's unbelievable.

"It can't be me." He wanted to avoid the reality but it was also impossible. He was seen next to his hand that last night was made to touch Jeaven's. "But I can't remember what it's like. Aw! It hurts!"

"Stop imagining!" The jolt of Jeaven after touching Jesslyn's forehead.

It could be that the woman was not impressed with shame, but the man had secretly held back the desire that had crept back into the blood. Every time he remembered the events last night, for some reason his body was instantly excited.

"You and Jaeden are the same, love to snap my forehead" Jesslyn protested.

"Get out! Don't spoil my morning mood," throw out Jeaven, then intend to walk in closet to get dressed.

"You have to marry me."

Jeaven's move has been delayed again. "Stop dreaming, Jesslyn. Marry another man."

"Although we didn't have sex, but you've touched me."

This time, Jeaven slightly softened the gurgles on her face, even the look in her eyes began to soften. To put it bluntly, regret was clearly in Jeaven's heart. Remembering what he did last night almost harassed Jesslyn. "I'm sorry, I was wrong, but to marry you I can't."

Jeaven went wide into the walk in closet, intending to end his interaction with Jesslyn. However, the woman was still reluctant to give up and followed him inside.

"Geek!"

Kekebug!

Less careful as she stepped, Jesslyn fell for losing her balance and accidentally pulled the towel that was wrapped around Jeaven's body.

"Yahoo!" The woman immediately screamed hysterically when she saw the condition of the Jeaven that was not wrapped in cloth.

"JESSLYN ...! OUT!"

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