Chapter 137 You Two Slept Together Last Night?

Rosalie choked, caught off guard by Julian's question. Julian had made her jog to the company this morning, but she slipped away 30 minutes earlier and drove instead. "The weather's too hot. I'll be soaked through if I jog to the office," she said helplessly. "I told you to bring a change of clothes," Julian replied. Rosalie argued with reason, "But there's no shower at the company. Being covered in sweat is just as uncomfortable." "The fire station has one," he said. Rosalie went quiet. She had nothing more to say and resorted to whining. "Anyhow, I just don't want to jog to work." The room instantly fell silent. After a long pause, she cautiously asked, "Are you mad?" "It's your body. I have no reason to be mad." Hearing that strangely prickly edge in his voice, Rosalie knew he was clearly angry. Suddenly, she heard the rustle of the blanket, and she instinctively turned her head toward it. In the faint moonlight streaming through the window, Rosalie saw his tall, well-