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I woke up from the warm kisses on my face and saw Cain smiling at me. I returned his smile and resumed my sleep.
“Leanna, it’s already five in the morning. Your school starts today,” he said, voice above a whisper.
“Nghhh . . . ,” I groaned in protest.
Cain planted small kisses on my face while I giggled at the ticklish feeling.
“I can’t get out of bed . . . I’ve already gained the pillows and blanket’s support . . . If I leave now, I might lose their faith in me . . .” I said, voice thick with laziness.
Cain stifled a laugh.
“Leanna, you’ll be late. You have an introductory event at seven, remember?”
“Ughh . . . Do I really have to go? I would rather stay at home and do nothing . . . looking like shit.”
Cain chuckled as he shook his head.
“Aren’t you excited?”
“At first. But when it’s here, I’m too lazy to attend.”
Cain showered me with kisses before he removed my blanket and carried me inside the bathroom while I snuggled myself on his warm chest.
He nestled me in a warm lemon honey-scented bathtub overflowing with bubbles and let him removed my clothes.
“Remove your underwear,” he commanded, repressing the gruffness in his voice.
I didn’t know why it sounded so sexy when he said that, and my lips kicked up a naughty smile.
“I’m not wearing one.”
I melted in his burning gaze.
“You didn’t wear one?” he said, voice trembling and I knew he was trying to control himself.
“I don’t wear underwear to sleep. Thought you knew?” I purred, biting my lower lip.
Cain tightly closed his eyes and kissed my forehead before he went out of the bathroom.
“Be good and wash yourself. I’ll be in the other room.”
“Mmm . . .” I pouted, my heart swelled in disappointment.
Cain smiled as he shook his head, leaving me alone in the bathroom.
“Len-Len, don’t forget, be nice and always have a smile on your face. Don’t come home late. Wear a jacket as the weather there turns cold at night. Don’t associate yourself with––”
“Mom, I know. I got it. I have to go. It’s already six. The introductory event starts at seven,” I cut her short.
My mother’s eyes turned misty. She covered her mouth, stopping herself from crying.
“Oh . . . My little girl is starting college, and I’m not there to prepare her lunch boxes,” she choked, sobbing and crying nonstop.
“Mom, I’m not an elementary student anymore. They have a cafeteria in there.”
My mother howled loudly than before. Fortunately, my father shoved her to the side.
“Leanna, you should go. Remember, don’t come home late and don’t go out to party at night.”
I smiled at them. “Yes, dad. Where are the twins? I want to see them before I go.”
My father and mother glanced at each other in silent understanding. My brows met in one line and knew that something was up.
My father cleared his throat. “The twins are doing fine. They went to school early. You don’t have to worry about them.”
My eyebrow rose. You’re hiding something from me.
I didn’t push the matter anymore as my parents swiftly said their goodbyes and logged off.
I stood to my feet and seized my Rodeo Randoseru backpack, turned to exit my room and saw Cain leisurely leaning against the door frame.
I beamed at him.
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