Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 867

Patrick stood by the bed and waited for Amelia for a long time. Yet he did not see her got up this time.

Glancing down, all he could see was Amelia covering with a thin sheer of sweats. Apparently, she was lying on the bed without any intention to sit up.

In fact, this had made way for him to execute his plan.

Raising his eyebrows, he began to loosen his necktie and remove his shirts before he gradually took off his long pants...

As a consequence of his unhurriedness, Amelia was already asleep when he finally glanced at her again.

Patrick's facial expression began to darken. He could not help sizing up his body shape.

Every inch of his body was perfectly built.

All his muscles were well-maintained.

He even inspected on his face just to make sure that there was no dirt around his eyes and he was cleanly shaved. If this was the case, then what was the reason that drove her into sleeping so soundly?

"Could it be that..." "She is no longer attracted to me?" thought Patrick.

He was unconvinced that she had fallen asleep. He reached out to pat her sleepy face and said, "Come on, wake up! I'm all yours. You should at least take a glance at me..."

Amelia was completely unmoved by his move. She opened her mouth in annoyance before she turned to her back and continued sleeping. Seeing this, Patrick could not help feeling amused.

"Well, tonight is her first night home. It does no harm to let her rest for now. Anyhow, tomorrow is Saturday and I can have all of her to me."

At the thought of this, Patrick could not help feeling delighted.

He carried her dangling legs onto the bed. After adjusting her sleeping posture, he covered the quilt for both of them before he hugged her into sleep.

The next day morning.

Followed by the buzzing sound of her alarm. Amelia struggled to open her eyes. She reached out to the phone which she barely remembered that she had put it on the bedside cabinet before she turned it off.

With her mouth wide opened, Amelia yawned. It was apparent that she was still far from being awakened.

In fact, she had not let her guard down even if she had pretended to be asleep last night. Fortunately, Patrick gave up of his thought in the mean time. Otherwise, she had no idea what she was going to do next.

Glancing to the side, Amelia could see that Patrick was sleeping inches away from her. Amelia was aware that Patrick was naked under the quilt. Hence, it was best for her to not risk doing anything that might cause his arousal.

Flipping over one of the corners of the quilt, she carefully found her way before stepping across Patrick without waking him up. Skillfully, she managed to come to the side of the bed.

Subsequently, with one of her hands holding the phone and the other one carrying her pair of slippers, she tiptoed to the door.

She quickly placed her slippers on the floor and put on it. The door cracked open a little as she gently asserted force on it. Followingly, she tiptoed out of the room.

The door was carefully closed without making any noise.

Leaving the secondary bedroom, Amelia pulled her wrinkled shirt a little before she turned around and headed in direction of the main bedroom.

Supposedly it was Patrick's room, yet her toiletries were being placed in there together with Patrick's.

She had to make sure she was well-prepared as she was going to have a hectic schedule for the day.

In the split of second, she halted her hustles altogether in frustration as she remembered that she had left her suitcase in the bedroom she had sneaked out. At this moment, she was consumed with the fact that she had to risk sneaking into the same room again.

Taking a deep breath, Amelia repeated exactly the same thing she had done when she sneaked out of the room.