Your Rare Laugh

Zoe blinked several times, wanting to see if the figure currently sleeping beside her would yawn and vanish into thin air, becoming a part of her dreams. But Wolf was still there, sleeping soundly with heavy breaths. His arm wrapped around Zoe's waist, preventing her from moving away.

This was unusual because Wolf usually never stayed until he fell asleep beside her. Even if he did stay until he slept, Zoe wouldn't know, as she often fell asleep quickly, and by the time she woke up, Wolf was already awake. Whether he had showered or had already gone to work, Zoe couldn't remember.

Normally, Wolf rarely sleeps at home. So, apart from the days they "did it," they never slept together in the same bed. Zoe didn't know where Wolf slept on other days, and she didn't care too much. But now, she was wondering if Wolf was with another woman when he wasn't with her.

"Damn it!" Zoe cursed inwardly. She didn't want to know and didn't need to know.

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