CHAPTER TWENTY

MANNY

Manny should have been worried about Andrew's reaction but she wasn't. If anything, she was ecstatic as she went to bed, dreaming of how his tongue licked up her core.

She felt comfortable as she fell asleep peacefully, not knowing if it was due to the soft bed or Andrew's imaginary hand that was wrapped around her.

Falling into a deep slumber, she couldn't care less about what might happen tomorrow. She was happy.

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Memories of last night came rushing back as Manny woke up and a blush crept up her cheeks as that vulnerable part of her tingled.

She quickly got dressed and went out of the room, excited to see Andrew.

“Good morning.” She greeted, expecting a chipping response but he gave her no regard as he went into the dining room, he sat three seats away from her, silently eating as he scrolled through his phone.

Manny felt the need to make a conversation, and had to know if last night was real, “did you sleep well? Because I slept can pea-”

“Can you not talk,