She was well aware that Jarrod would make out with other women just for fun, but he never let them leave any marks on him.

It was obviously a woman's scratch. With Jarrod's personality, how could he let a woman do this to him?

"It's nothing. I was scratched by a wild cat the other day," Jarrod replied indifferently.

Then, he turned around and held Jamie in his arms.

“Why are you up so early?"

Jamie did not buy his story, but she chose not to press him further.

After all, Jarrod had promised he would not touch any other woman after they got married. So, she let it slide.

“IT can't fall asleep without you." Jamie wrapped her arms around Jarrod's neck and nuzzled against his chest.

Jarrod smiled.

"Do you want it now?"

"What are you talking about? It's so early..." Jamie said, her cheeks flushed.

Truth be told, she had been more than happy with last night's activities and was open for an encore, but she did not want to make it too obvious.

After all, in Jarrod's eyes, she was a naive girl.

But it was not easy to satisfy a woman who once had a taste of it.

"No one's here but us. What's stopping you?" Jarrod brushed off her hesitation. He carried her onto the bed and reached out to take off her clothes, but Jamie stopped him.

"Jarrod..." She tilted her head and looked up at him with a smoldering gaze. Then, she Lightly grazed his palm with her fingers.

"Don't hold back. I really don't mind..."

She had come over late at night with the excuse of having a nightmare when in fact, she just wanted to make out with him. She figured a guy should be eager in such a thing.

But for so long, Jarrod had only planted a light kiss on her forehead and her back. Worse still, it was not even a passionate kiss.

If she did not already know that he was a womanizer, Jamie would have thought he had never even been near a woman before.