Chapter 1785

John propped up the laptop on his lap and put on his glasses. He fixed a sharp, focused look onto the screen.

Sherry finally allowed herself to lower her guard.

It did seem like all he wanted was just her presence on the bed with him, he was not up to anything perverted.

It was late into the night by this point.

The rhythmical rattle of his fingers tapping against the keyboard had a certain hypnotizing tone to it. Soon, Sherry closed her eyes and drifted into sleep.

Amid her sleep, she rolled over on her back so she was no longer facing away from John. Soon, she rolled over again and lay facing him.

The desk lamp provided a soft and indirect glow to her face.

John tilted to his side and quietly gazed at her sleeping face. He smiled.

He picked up his pace of work to wrap things up as soon as possible.

Before long, he shut the laptop with a quiet thud and put it aside. Then, he turned off the lamp and slid into bed.

He slowly edged to Sherry's side and gentl