In the dark of night, as the man fell into a silent deep sleep, the woman wrapped in his arms slowly opened her eyes and stared at his face in the dark.
Emma wasn’t a good drinker, but she wasn’t that bad either.
After he cleaned her, she started to get her senses back eventually, and then when he left her all alone on the bed she was fully awake.
There was nothing in the bedroom which could be of any help so she remained at her place.
Although she was surprised by Henry's behavior tonight.
In her drunken state, Henry didn’t try to force himself on her when she clearly felt his heat and remembered his touch on her.
But then he didn’t go further and withdrew his fingers in the middle of the way.
She looked confused by his actions, but one thing was definitely confirmed he was indeed
