Given his appreciation for her physique, he couldn't resist indulging in the tactile experience.

Rena stirred from her sleep but exhaustion prevented her from acknowledging him.

She chose to feign sleep, preserving the illusion of unawareness.

Waylen detected the hastening rhythm of her breath. Instead of imposing himself upon her, he Leaned gently against her slender shoulder and posed a question in a hushed tone, “How long does your period typically last?"

A rosy hue adorned Rena's cheeks.