บท 739: Scared and Lost

After almost three hours of Galen touching or tasting nearly every part of her body, Bell had raised the white flag and begged for mercy. They cleaned themselves up, and Bell crawled back into bed in fresh pajamas and curled against him. She laid her head on his chest as he petted her hair with a warm smile on his lips.

“So, what are we trying to escape?” she asked.

Galen’s hand stopped mid-stroke, but he said nothing.

“Come on,” Bell said, lifting her head and turning to rest her chin on his chest to look up at him. “I’m all for carnal delights and distractions, but my body needs a rest… so it's time to try conversation and problem-solving.”

Galen smiled at her.

“I love you,” he said.

“I know,” she smiled. “I’m adorable and impossible not to love.”

“Very true,” he said. “I’m a lucky guy.”

“I’m also really good at switching or avoiding topics, which means I recognize it pretty quickly,” she said. “Talk to me, Puppy.”