Her Life Starts to Spin out of Control novel Chapter 122

"Didn't I tell you that when you were getting off the plane?" He rubbed his thumb against her delicate cheek.

He concentrated on her face which he hadn't seen for a long time. She looked much better than her video.

"I'm gonna leave you alone, and go to bed." Sophia yawned.

Colin turned over, pressed her under his body. "How can you go to bed when I'm here with you? Imagine what fun we could have.

"Relax. I - I mean - you need a break."

"I don't. I need you."

Man is an animal; if he does not fulfill his carnal desires as soon, he could actually explode with anguishing pain.

When dawn broke, Colin permitted Sophia to fall asleep.

He should have taken advantage of her then!

But Colin didn't go any further with this devilish thought. When he woke up, it was already the afternoon. What a lazy git! Colin rolled out of bed and called someone. He took the call outside the room.

Albeit feeling physically uncomfortable, Sophia went to the bathroom to put on her makeup and made her preparations for the day ahead.

Aware of Sophia walking around, Colin called room service and asked them to bring up a giant roast for lunch.

Sophia walked out in a bathrobe. She picked up her clothes, inspected them, and discovered that Colin had desecrated them. They were ruined.

She sighed and tossed them into the trash. The trash was positively overflowing at this stage.

She observed the fact that her clothes had been mutilated by this clothes-devouring man maturely. It wasn't so bad. The clothes had been bought on a pedestrianized street. Anyway, she bought two inexpensive sets just in case something like this happened. You never knew, she reasoned. Men were, as described, like rabid animals that couldn't help destroying everything in sight.

She stood up and found several shopping bags on the nearby table. Looking inside, and as she expected, Sophia found new clothes. Colin had bought them for her.

When she was about to get dressed, Colin walked inside, embraced her in his arms, took a whiff of her newly washed hairs and said, "You smell good."

She lit up. "Your dandruff shampoo smells good."

Colin had bought his medically-prescribed shampoo the other day to leave people the distinct impression that he took scalp hygiene very seriously, almost persnickety.

Colin was satisfied with this. "You can use them later, " he whispered into her squeaky clean ear.

"OK." "But let go of me, I have to change first, " said Sophia.

Colin released her like velcro that didn't want to be pulled apart. He sat on the large bed, and stared at her like a celibate monk who hadn't seen a woman for decades.

Sophia blushed and said, "Don't you have something to do besides staring at me like an owl?"

"No, I have nothing to do right now."

At that moment, the doorbell rang.

Colin's face darkened and he had to answer the door. Outside was the hotel staff delivering meals. The staff left after leaving the dishes in the dinning room.

Somehow Sophia had gotten dressed in this space of time.

Though disappointed, Colin still held her by the waist and sat down with her at the dinning table, "Let's eat."

Whatever it was, it smelled good, even better than the shampoo, although one would not at first make such a comparison. Sophia gobbled down her lunch before Colin had even lifted the lid of his plate.

"By the way, how long do you plan on staying?" she asked.

Colin raised his head, still shocked that she could have put away so much food so quickly, and replied, "Three days."

"Alright." She felt a bit disappointed. Three days were not nearly enough.

The disappointing facial expression which had the power to convert her head into one massive cry-emoji made him smile. "What? Do you want me to stay?"

Sophia felt no need to pretend, and nodded slightly.

"Well, come with me this time!"