Chapter 27 Kiss Mark Revealed, Samantha’s Visit
Houston experienced an unprecedented six–hour sleep. When he woke up, the evening sky had already darkened outside the window.
“You’re awake?” A soft and gentle voice, full of comforting warmth, sounded next to him.
Turning his head, Houston saw Rose still sitting by his side, just as she had been six hours earlier. His jacket was folded neatly on the nightstand, and his socks were placed tidily on top of his slippers. Understanding her thoughtfulness, Houston instinctively reached out and held her hand. “Rose, thank you for taking care of me.
Rose smiled gracefully. “Do we need to be so polite with each other?”
She picked up his clothes from the nightstand and gently placed them over his shoulders. Houston gazed at her, his smile carrying traces of gratitude and satisfaction.
“Rose. I’ve never had such a good sleep before.” he said with heartfelt appreciation. “I never expected I could sleep so peacefully with you nearby.”
Rose responded, “It’s odd. Most people with insomnia are extremely sensitive to things like alcohol and caffeine, but you seemed to sleep even better after drinking. She frowned lightly, clearly baffled by the anomaly.
Houston noticed her furrowed brows, her serious expression unexpectedly adorable. With a sudden motion, he gently tugged her hand, and Rose fell into his arms–or rather, onto his chest.
“Rose, it wasn’t the alcohol that put me to sleep. It was you. His warm breath brushed across her face.
Blushing deeply, Rose was both flustered and amused by his words. She shyly replied, “I’m not that magical.”
Houston, accustomed to seeing Rose’s composed and serious demeanor, found her current bashful and tender smile utterly enchanting. Unable to hold back, he leaned closer. “Rose.”
Rose froze, her mind blank, as Houston’s lips descended toward hers.
Abruptly, a rapid knock echoed from the door.
Startled, Rose bolted out of Houston’s arms.
I’ll get the door,” she said hastily, nearly stumbling as she left.
Watching her retreating back, Houston’s lips curled into a clever smirk. Leisurely, he dressed, pulling on his shirt and pants. Then, with a calm and relaxed air, he stepped out of the bedroom.
Grace’s face froze in shock when she saw Houston, her expression as stiff as a statue.
Noticing the blush lingering on Rose’s cheeks and the faint trace of desire still visible on Houston’s face, Grace couldn’t help but let her imagination wander. “Rose, are you two…..?”
Rose, who had little patience for Grace, replied with her usual cool demeanor, “Madam Grace, do you need something?”
Grace glanced briefly at Houston, hesitated for a moment, and then lowered her voice as if afraid of being overheard. “Rose. someone wants to see you. They’re at my house waiting?
Rose wavered. In the past, she had walked into the Brown family’s home as if it were her own. But now, with Vivian and Ethan living together, she felt an aversion to crossing that threshold.
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