Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

By this time, Matthew and Blanca were on a highway. Blanca fell asleep in Matthew’s arms. She was drunk, but she did not sleep too well.

“Why did you marry me, Matthew?” Blanca muttered. She was really drunk, and didn’t know what she was saying and doing. She put up her hand on Matthew’s shoulder while she was lying in his arms. In her sleep, she couldn’t figure out why Matthew always showed up when she needed help. Did he fall in love with her? At this thought, her hand slid down his shoulder to his abdomen and fondled him. And more than that, she seemed to try to put her hand in Matthew’s shirt.

“Do you know what you’re doing, Blanca?” Matthew reminded. He had a peculiar sensation while Blanca’s soft hand rubbed on his abdomen. In fact, he never had a crush on any women, but he couldn’t figure out why he felt different about Blanca.

“I feel so hot,” Blanca said and pouted. Her cheeks were flushed. When Matthew looked at her, he felt his heart begin to pound faster. Blanca was restless in the car and tried to get out of her dress all the way. Matthew turned up the partition panel of his car, in case his driver saw it. Then he put his coat over her.

The car stopped and then Matthew heard the driver’s voices coming from ahead, “Here we are.”

still seized him around the waist tightly. “Get your

not sober at this moment. Then she opened her eyes, her eyes shining like a diamond. Matthew opened the door and a cool breeze stirred dress. Blanca wore Matthew’s big coat, which made her

innocent, like a little girl. “No, don’t even think about it,” said Matthew quite coolly. In his view,

at him, trying to force out a tear. He was so cold hearted that

the driver reminded, “It was windy outside, Mr. Grant. You’d better take

shut up in silence. Matthew shrugged his shoulders and slowly bent down, holding

whispered in her ear. The girl had stepped out of line this time. Matthew thought, if she

neck and

the parlor, and saw Matthew walking in with Blanca in