While lying on the same bed with Omar, I struggled not to cause unnecessary movement, but in the middle of the night, I woke up snuggling too close to him. Discreetly, I moved away from him, but Omar reached for me.

“How can you torture me with your scent and your soft body?” He muttered in his sleep and I was tempted to comfort him. However, I let him hold me as he slept without worrying that he might took advantage of my weakness. Before I closed my eyes, I decided to give him another chance…soon.

In the morning, I woke up to a delicious smell of fresh seafood soup....