Rena held onto his arm tightly, her face beet red.

Waylen gently caressed her cheek and chuckled, “Are you so eager for intimacy with me? At least let me have a bite first. I might not have the energy for intimacy at the moment."

With that, she didn't dare to push further.

Thoughtfully, she served him a his dinner, along with two dumplings on his plate.

“Claribel mentioned that you enjoy this. I intended to bring them to you tomorrow morning."

Waylen typically had his Lunches and dinners at restaurants or just his office.

Having someone caring and considerate enough to cook for him made him feel cherished.

Aside from that he already had attraction to Rena.

Although he just recently took a tough case, he was in a good mood since he had found a way to handle it.

Leaning against the living room sofa after dinner, he casually skimmed through some documents.

After staying in the bathroom for quite a while, Rena finally gathered the courage to come out. She appeared in front of him, clad in a champagne colored night dress which was made of silk, perfectly accentuating her curves.

Waylen gazed at her.

His deep eyes were filled with affection.

This made Rena blush, unable to resist sitting on his lap. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she whispered softly, "Waylen, I just took a shower."

He remained silent, holding her tightly under his arms

Without wasting any second, he initiated a passionate kiss

Rena's legs grew weak, yet she fervently responded to his feelings

She had actually expected an evening of intimacy.

But after their prolonged make-out session, Waylen rested his head on her shoulder, his breath slightly Labored.

“I'm too tired! Can we postpone our physical connection for a few days my love?"

A tremor of disappointment coursed through Rena.

Never before had she felt such an intense yearning for intimacy, and just as the moment reached its pinnacle, he abruptly halted.