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Yvette doesn’t really want to mingle with Clyde while he’s mad because she wanted him to take care of it and manage it alone, but as she looked at the bed and back to the balcony where Clyde was occupying himself alone, looking like a widowed husband, she chuckled a little and just decided to join him.

Now that she was sitting on his lap, resting her head on his shoulder as she closed her eyes for a bit to feel his left hand crawling against her back until it rested on the side of her waist, her lips stretched, thinking that Clyde would immediately cool himself down.

Clyde crouched a bit and sighed on her head as he could smell the addicting smell of her shampoo.

Yvette smiled more, thinking that he easily loses his anger as soon as she makes a move to tame him.

This man is so easy, and I can’t believe I find it adorable, huh?

"You’re making me crazy," he whispered hoarsely as his hands were now caressing her waist.

"Am I?" Yvette opened her eyes and lifted her head a bit.

Their faces