Chapter 145 My Shoulders Were So Sore
- Kendrick knew that beneath this thin layer of silk was Annabelle's soft and graceful body.
- He was a man, not a saint, and he would also have impure thoughts, especially when she lay there defenselessly in front of him, sound asleep.
- But usually she was as cautious around him as she would be around a thief, yet now he was suddenly sitting by the bed and she could still fall asleep.