Chapter 126
After making sure Allison was sound asleep and wouldn't be causing any more chaos, Joshua quietly made his
way to the living room. Their apartment had two bedrooms and a living room, but the spare room lacked a bed.
So tonight, he'd have to crash on the couch. The night was quiet, offering a deep, uninterrupted sleep.
As dawn broke, the first light of day streamed in. Allison, a creature of habit, always woke up early and naturally,
right on time. But today, she was greeted by the familiar thump of a hangover headache. Taking a moment to
clear her head, she recalled bits and pieces of the previous night: a party with colleagues, followed by a few too
many drinks at a bar. Her alcohol tolerance was low, and it didn't take much for her to black out. She vaguely
remembered a guy showing up later, and she clung to him, rambling nonsense.
The thought jolted her awake, panic creeping in. What if Joshua knew about her drunken antics with another
man? Would he be jealous? It wasn't his anger she feared; she just didn't want him to misunderstand and feel
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthurt. She cared deeply about his feelings and couldn't bear to upset him.
Throwing off the covers, Allison got out of bed and noticed she was wearing pajamas. When did she change?
How did she even get hlast night?
As she opened the bedroom door and headed for the bathroom, she suddenly spotted someone sprawled on the
couch. A man lay there under a blanket, legs hanging over the armrest, eyes closed, his sharp jawline catching
the light.
Joshua!
'What was he doing here? Oh my god! Did he bringhfrom the bar? Did he witnesswith that other
guy...?" Allison racked her brain but couldn't recall the man's face at all. She's mortified, and couldn't begin to
imagine how much Joshua had seen. How could she face him now?
Joshua slept peacefully, his posture almost too perfect, his face strikingly handsome. She was captivated. The
quiet of the morning magnified the sound of her heartbeat. Seeing Joshua's tall frawkwardly curled on the
couch made her feel a pang of guilt. She moved closer, poking his cheek with her finger. He was lost in deep
sleep and didn't budge. Summoning her courage, she pinched his cheek this time, and Joshua finally stirred.
He opened his eyes, blinking sleepily at her. "Hey Allie, you're up."
Allison hesitated, biting her lip gently. "Joshua, you should sleep in the bedroom."
Joshua sat up, running a hand through his hair. "What tis it?"
She glanced at the clock on the wall. "Seven-thirty."
In one swift motion, Joshua pulled her into a hug, his arms wrapping around her, his chin resting on her e
shoulder It's Saturday. Why are you up so early? You should just sleep in," he murmured, his voice stiff husky
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwith sleep, tantalizingly charming.
His warm breath brushed against her ear, making her shiver, a warm tingle spreading through her. "I can't sleep.
I drank too much last night, and my head's pounding."
"If you can't hold your liquor, you shouldn't drink so much," Joshua chuckled softly. "Do you have any idea how
much of a handful you were last night?" He almost lost his cool in front of everyone.
Allison suddenly recalled clinging to a guy, and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "I... I'm really sorry,
Joshua..."
His voice, with its gravelly, mesmerizing quality, was enough to make anyone swoon. "Oh? That's all you've got?
Just 'I'm sorry?""
He smirked, teasing, "You told people | have issues down there When you've never even tried it. Maybe it's time
we put that claim to the test?"