Serenity climbed into his bed and lay down comfortably, saying, “I’ve only slept in your bed once, but I feel like it’s particularly warm. Maybe it’s my imagination.”

She pulled the quilt up to cover herself and smiled. “Good night, Zachary.”

Zachary’s dark eyes flashed. He stared at her for a long time before suddenly lifting the quilt off her and was about to pin her down.

However, she sat up and removed herself from the bed at once. She put on her slippers and left.

“Serenity.”

Zachary reached out to pull her back.

“I, uh—I need to use the bathroom.”

Aunt Flo might have come to ruin the atmosphere.

The man did not understand. “There’s a bathroom in my room.”

“Your bathroom doesn’t have what I need. I’ll come back to sleep in your bed after I use the bathroom, but—I won’t be able to sleep with you for a while.”

Serenity playfully pinched his face. "Put on a little weight."

No matter how slow Zachary was, he finally understood and slowly let go of his hand, letting her retu