Chapter 471

Irene's body and thoughts froze. H-He was awake? What should she do? How was she going to explain herself? Could she say that he was too good looking, and that she could not help it? What should she do? The instant she felt him hold her, she came up with so many excuses… But Isaac never opened his eyes, even though he was actually pushing his tongue up against hers now and was kissing her so hard that he was almost devouring her. She felt her breath leaving her lungs. Was he really awake…? "I missed you, Irene…" he murmured, almost unintelligibly. But she clearly heard it. She froze. He just said… He missed her? A crystalline drop of tear slid and trickled off the corner of her eye, dripping on his cheek. Isaac did not wake up—he was actually dreaming. Irene slowly got up. So, it was all just sleep-talking. "But I'm happy to hear you say you miss me." She wiped the lipstick from his lips, pulled his blanket over him, and left the hotel room, gently closing the