Chapter 343 Cleaning Up
I wasn't sure if a dude's junk would stop working if he held it in too long, but his brain would definitely take a hit.
But hey, it can't be that bad, right? Tons of couples live separately; doesn't mean all the guys can't get it up.
Still, with him clinging to me like a lost puppy, I had to do my girlfriend duty and comfort him. What if he really couldn't get it up later? What kind of life would that be for me? So, I had to cheer him on to hang in there.
Brad was like, "You don't even know how to comfort me. I'm done talking to you. I'm sleeping alone tonight; no cuddles."
He turned away, all grumpy, hugging himself to sleep.
I stared at his broad back for ages, feeling like something was off with me.
Usually, I would be dead tired and just wanna crash early, but Brad would be always all over me with kisses and hugs, making me even sleepier.
Tonight, he didn't bother me, giving me the quiet night I wanted. So why did I feel so weird? There was this emptiness, loneliness, like I'd been ditched. But I couldn't let him know that, or he would see it as a weakness.
I thought, 'Fine, you said it! I'm sleeping then.'
I tossed and turned like a hundred times, but still couldn't sleep.
I thought, 'What now? Screw it, I'll lean on Brad one more time. I can practice independence later.'
I stared at Brad's back for a solid three minutes, then made the smartest move in my 23 years.
First, I nudged his calf with my foot; no reaction. Then I poked his waist with my finger; still nothing. I softly called his name a few times; nada.
I thought, 'Is he really asleep? Or just ignoring me 'cause he's mad?'
I bit my finger, thinking. Whether he was asleep or just pissed, sleep was the priority, so time for some tricks.
I tightened my robe belt, checked myself out, feeling secure. Didn't care about his reaction, swung my leg over his waist, leaned on his shoulder, did a flip, and landed right in front of him, just inches from his embrace.
I checked out Brad, his eyes still shut, and no arms coming out to hug me.
What was the deal? No way he was that deep asleep in just half an hour. Was he straight-up ignoring me? That was not gonna fly. Time to get creative.
Got it!
I scooted closer, pressing my face against his, fluttering my eyelashes so they'd brush against his.
After a few blinks, my eyes were itching like crazy; I wanted to rub them so bad. Managed six blinks; his eyeballs started moving, and his hands on his chest twitched a bit.
He wasn't asleep, just ignoring me. Gotta keep going! But before I could, Brad moved.
In a split second, I felt a bit dizzy, and then I was wrapped up tight in his arms, legs locked, couldn't move an inch!
“Well, look who's being naughty. Let's see how you like this.” Brad freed a finger, rubbed his eyes hard, flipped over, and pinned me underneath, his tall frame covering me completely.
As expected, he was ready to deal with me; all his tricks were aimed at me.
I thought, 'Fine, handle me. Do whatever you want. I'm used to it every day. Can't sleep without it.'
Mindy's wedding wasn't here yet, but Rafael's 20th birthday was up first.
Professor Evans had given me a heads-up; I had to go.
Brad had been with Professor Evans since grad school at National Capital University; later, Professor Evans became his PhD advisor. Now they taught at the same school, and it was Professor Evans' son's birthday, so he had to be there.
Since we both had to go, might as well go together. Rafael was a bit odd. From the last meeting, I noticed he was pretty wary of Brad; he probably wouldn't try anything with Brad around, which was a relief.
On November 16th, Brad and I got up super early and dressed to the nines.
I had asked Rafael about the birthday party details. He said young folks should have a young vibe, with something mysterious and exciting. So, they planned a masquerade party.
I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
I thought, 'Does Rafael have some weird idea about young people's mystery and excitement? Masquerade parties are so old school.'
Rafael said he added a twist to the party; all guests would draw lots to see who they'd impersonate.
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