Chapter 1217

When Ryan turned around, he was shocked. Freya had actually fallen asleep next to the fire. She lay on her side, still naked, her graceful form illuminated by the flickering flames. Ryan felt a surge of temptation, instinctively reaching to touch her waist. But he resisted. "No, I can't. I should let her sleep a little longer." In the end, he managed to pull back, gently covering her with his shirt to shield her from prying eyes. He hoped she'd wake up before anyone else arrived; otherwise, it would be quite embarrassing for her. Unable to keep his eyes open, Ryan lay beside her and soon drifted off to sleep. He didn't know how long he'd slept, but eventually, he felt a gentle poke, rousing him from his slumber. He opened his eyes to find Sherry standing there, grinning mischievously. "What are you smiling at?" he asked, stifling a yawn. "Did Freya prepare supper for you last night?" Sherry shot a glance at Freya, who was still in deep sleep. Ryan finally understood what was goi