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The morning sun began to shine through the bedroom window when her hand was on his naked chest, her head resting against his arms and his face turned to another side but his other hand wrapped around her back.

Isla slightly moved, her hand reaching out to his face when he was sleeping soundlessly, she could feel his chest going up and down.

All the men she met, she never felt that connection with them but he was different...

Opening her eyes as she saw him sleeping soundly she smiled.

She kissed his cheeks and said, "Good morning, Mr... Wait, what is his name? I forgot to ask his name last night."

When she was lost in her thoughts, she saw him moving. Opening his eyes, Noah found himself in an unfamiliar room.

Everything from last night... He still remembered them well.

Suddenly he pulled himself away from her arms. Leaving the bed in a hurry, as he put on his clothes Isla casually covered herself with the sheet.

"Mister, what is your name?"

To see someone dared to ignore her, got he