Caroline

He was this atom of a bad guy who can be sweet whenever he wishes and turn sour in a twinkle of an eye. I don't want to see the sour side of him anymore. 

I actually do not want to think about what exactly the definition of our relationship is or where we want this to lead. Either beyond the contract or only limited to the frontiers of the contract. 

"I slept so well," I said, turning to face him as I stretched out in bed, trying to feign. 

"Of course. You'd sleep better. I did a great job," he praised himself and I scoffed. 

"I slept well since the bed is so bouncy," I tried to corner him and he chuckled, taping on the top of my nose with his index finger. 

"I made the bed bouncy. You want more details on how?" he asked and I facepalmed.

"Come on, tell me if you wanna hear," he pressed, chuckling. 

"Yeah. You made it bouncy. You can spare me the explanation," I retorted and he smiled.