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Weston had always been a light sleeper. When he was younger, his grandfather had sent him to a military camp for special training. There, he developed an amazing alertness and easily woke up from sleep at Yuna’s subtle movement.

“Are you awake?”

He bent his head to get close to her. His snug breathing warmed her cheeks and made her blush.

His sleepy, baritone voice, which was magnetic to her, sounded slightly lazy and hoarse.

Her heart pounded alarmingly at his question.

She did not respond but, instead, quickly shut her eyes and lay motionless like a stone.

This was her first time sleeping with a man. She was so nervous she could not breathe properly. Her highly strung nerves made her pant erratically and hold her breath.

One needed to understand that she had never been in a relationship before, let alone hold a man’s hand. This was truly her first time to share a bed with a man, so she was very nervous and did not know where to put her hands.

He chuckled quietly.

This woman is preten