Chapter 98 Sleeping Together

• Gwendolyn had to swallow some saliva so that she would feel better. Just as Patrick's lips were about to touch hers, she panickily pushed him away. “Go and wash up now, Patrick. I'll use the restroom outside.”
• The house she lived in was an old-fashioned one, so there was a restroom outside that she could use to wash her face.
• Patrick licked his lips disappointingly. It's a shame I can't get a kiss, but I'm fine with looking at her blushing face.