Chapter 401

Guess it had just been too long—Conrad Hilliard finished surprisingly fast this time. Calliope Godfrey, unusually still clear-headed, lay sprawled on the bed, watching him clean up the mess. She couldn't help but press her lips together, trying not to giggle. Conrad caught her smirking from the corner of his eye. His ears turned a little red, but his voice stayed playfully stern. “What’s so funny?” He walked back and leaned in, gripping her chin. “Wait till we move into the new place—then we'll see who's laughing.” Calliope quickly waved her hands, apologizing in a hurry. “My bad, seriously! I wasn’t laughing at you, promise! It's… totally normal!” That made Conrad pause. He narrowed his eyes, looking at her like she’d just said something suspicious. “Normal, huh?” He leaned closer, their noses almost touching. “How would you know what’s normal?” A flicker of panic flashed across Calliope’s eyes. “Hm?” Conrad’s tone dragged out, his gaze sharp as if trying to read her mind. “Calliope,