Don't Mess with Xia Xinyue
Again, two weeks had gone by. The house was silent. Xinyuan was at work, and she was bored. It seemed like yesterday that Cree was in bed with her, and she missed him like she always did. And their activity, she thought, and blushed, reminiscing on how superb his skills in bed had been.
Then, there was the question of whether she should tell him. She had not said a word of the supposed pregnancy to Cree the last time he accompanied her in her bedroom until Xinyuan had called to inform her that he was on the way back. She was reluctant to see him leave from the window, but he had to go. As she mentioned earlier, she did not want her godbrother or family, knowing about them just yet. The Xias were very traditional in terms of how they wanted their women to behave: no hanky-panky before marriage, and to act with dignity and respect outside the house.