Aaron was looking at me as I looked up after sending the messages. He asked, "Are you leaving?"
Then, I nodded. "It's getting late. I should get going."
He pursed his lips and answered. "Okay!"
Ultimately, I did not really eat the lobsters as I packed them up to take them away with me.
Aaron tried talking to me as I did not say a word on the way back to Flora Hill, but to no avail.
When we turned into Flora Hill, he asked, "Are you going back to Hovell after New Year as promised?"
I was stunned for a moment before replying to his question, "Yes, I promise!"
Next, he nodded as he stopped the car in front of the villa. He looked at me and said, "Well, go on then!"
The lights in the villa were still on as I entered the house. Hendrix was reading a book on the sofa, and he turned his head to look when he heard movement at the door.
After that, he put down the book and looked at me.
I stood and gazed at him for a while before walking over to his side. I hugged him as I sat down next to him.
Then, he hugged me back. He asked gently as he noticed I was not in a good mood, "What's wrong? What happened?"
I looked at him with my eyes slightly closed. Then, I lowered my head and reached out my hands to remove his belt.
He held me down and said with a smile in his voice. "Restrain yourself. We are in the living room. What's the hurry?"
I pressed my lips tight and pulled him up to the bedroom instead.
Then, he carried me up upstairs.
However, he noticed that something was not right with me. Thus, he frowned and asked, "What happened?"
He held my hands tightly, but I still did not know how to answer his question. I looked up at him and finally summoned the courage to ask. "When did you do it?"
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