The quick admission from someone left Mia Sutton momentarily speechless, unsure of how to respond.
A pair of amber eyes blinked several times, then said softly, "I suddenly feel that moving in was a mistake."
And for some reason, since that time, the person who was once so gentle and elegant seemed to have developed new skills.
"Be good, I won't tease you next time."
Mia Sutton: "You said the same thing last time."
Jensen Sterling: "..."
"This time I mean it."
Mia blinked twice before saying, "If you do it again next time, I'll really move."
Jensen paused for several seconds, then nodded, agreeing in a sense.
Jensen Sterling: "If I tease you again, should I sleep in the guest room?"
How genuine that agreement was, who could really say, right?
But in the next moment, Jensen regretted it.
The person on the bed smiled slyly, eyes curving, letting the blanket slip off.
Holding a phone, she waved it at Jensen.
"Mr. Sterling, keep your word, I've got a recording for proof."
