You Are My One and Only

Chapter 175
Then, he looked sidelong at her, adding, "Don't you know whether we've done it or not? Won't you feel anything in there?" This
woman is really like a sheet of blank paper; she knows nothing, he thought.
Patricia wiped her tears away. Good that we didn't do it, she thought while shaking her head. "How would I know that?" She
wasn't experienced in this kind of thing, but she had felt exhausted and somewhat uncomfortable in there during the few days
when she had that kind of dream. Now, she didn't really feel exhausted, just a mild headache if anything. It must've been
because of the booze. Nothing feels abnormal down there either.
When Isaac saw how she finally stopped crying after knowing that nothing had happened between them, he felt like teasing her
again. He was conflicted; on the one hand, he wanted to tease her, but on the other hand, he was afraid that she might cry.
Patricia looked around her. "W-Where are my clothes?"
A faint smile tugged at the corners of Isaac's lips as he put his hands under his head while looking at her flustered demeanor.
"You undressed along the way last night, so I don't know about that. Try looking all the way for them."
Patricia instantly blushed crimson; the scene he had described was too mind-blowing to think about. Patting herself on the
cheeks, she warned herself, Patricia, you've got to stay off alcohol from now on. Look how wild you got with him after getting
drunk. If this goes on, you'll be no different than Gwen. Just wait until Adeline comes to you and calls you a mistress!
She picked up his shirt from the ground and quickly put it on. Even though she did so with great speed, Isaac managed to see
her soft, white breasts, which he had caressed a lot yesterday. His eyes reddened slightly. I've got to admit that this girl has got a
nice figure, he thought.
Patricia then picked up her panties and hurriedly wore them before looking back at him.
Perhaps she's telling herself that I can't see it, thought Isaac. At the thought of this, he couldn't help but chuckle in a deep and
very attractive voice.

She heard him chuckle as well, but she couldn't care less about that at this moment. She had to pick up her clothes first before
anything else.
By the time she came downstairs, she had finally found all her clothes. With these clothes in her arms, she darted a look toward
the ground-floor living room. Luckily, there was a bathroom, so she went inside and got dressed. After that, she looked at the
shirt she had just been wearing. He actually wore a white shirt last night, she thought. Isaac was almost always dressed in black,
so she had rarely seen him dressed in white.
Clutching the shirt in her hand, she went upstairs to deliver it to him, only to be pinned to the bed and smothered with kisses for a
long time. It wasn't until she nearly passed out that he finally released his grip on her and looked at how indescribably beautiful
she was as a scarlet blush came over her face.
At last, Patricia was able to catch her breath, but it took her a long time to recover herself. The next instant, she jumped out of
bed and pointed at him, saying, "Y-You've gone too far, Isaac!"
Isaac took his shirt from her while facing her. Then, he put the shirt on, doing up the buttons one by one with a hint of
amusement in his dark eyes. His good-looking features became increasingly prominent, with an air of languidness after sleep
that made him look especially charming.
Patricia looked at his Adam's apple, the slender fingers with which he did up his shirt buttons, and the part below his waist before
hurriedly covering her eyes. What a hunk! She had been very angry at first, but when she saw him like this, she was dazzled.
This guy is simply too good-looking! His body is damn attractive, too. Oh... my God! Why would I take notice of these things?
Ain't I supposed to scold him for taking liberties with me?
Seeing her covering her eyes, Isaac said in an impassive voice, "Patricia, you're the one who took the initiative last night. You
threw your arms around my neck and wrapped your legs around my waist, begging me not to leave you. Now that I've gotten
attracted to you, you've got to take responsibility for it."
At last, Patricia was able to catch her breath, but it took her a long time to recover herself. The next instant, she jumped out of
bed and pointed at him, saying, "Y-You've gone too far, Isaac!"