Jasper didn’t pursue the matter. All he could think about was how quilty he felt about Alyssa’s allergy.


    “Don’t cook. I’ll get Xavier to buy us breakfast or cook something for us himself. His cooking may not be


    as good as Sean’s, but it’ll do,” Jasper said.


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    He noticed that Alyssa was barefoot and frowned before lifting her up into his arms.


    “Ah! What are you doing?” Alyssa hurriedly clung onto his shoulders.


    “Don’t you know to take better care of yourself? How could you walk barefoot here? The floor is so


    cold,” Jasper said.


    He set Alyssa down on the table and knelt down before her. He then cupped one of Alyssa’s feet in his


    hands.


    Jasper’s familiar warmth seeped into her skin, heating her up and making her narrow her eyes lightly in


    pleasure. She didn’t want to reveal it too much, though.


    “Rosie told me it’s important for women to keep their feet warm, or else they get sick when they’re old.


    Jasper gazed lovingly at Alyssa.


    “Don’t walk barefoot anymore.”


    “I was worried, so I forgot,” Alyssa blurted out, feeling like she was being disciplined.


    Jasper was surprised by this admission. He smiled, amused.” Worried? Worried about what? That


    might’ve left?”


    Alyssa blushed upon hearing this. Her feet even curled up in his grasp.


    “I would never leave before you wake up. Never,” Jasper said.


    How could he?


    What he would give to be able to move in with her and sleep beside her every single night until all she


    could think about was him…


    Jasper gently ran his hands up her calves as he stood up. His hands. stopped at her waist as he


    leaned in to k*ss her forehead.


    But Jasper wasn’t so easily satisfied. He never was when it came to Alyssa.


    Her skin seemed to grow warmer and warmer as it reddened under Jasper’s touch. Though they had


    already done it all, Alyssa still found herself eager and shy when they were intimate.


    Just before Jasper k*ssed her on the l*ps, the doorbell rang.


    Jasper wanted to ignore it, but it wouldn’t stop.


    That damned cockblocker!


    Alyssa cleared her throat awkwardly and pushed him away. “What’s going on? Why is someone at the


    door? Only my brothers and I know about this ce. They have the ess code to the door.”


    “It’s Xavier,” Jasper grumbled at the thought of his secretary.


    “I told him toe find me here once he has information.”


    “What information?”


    “Information about Sophia and that killer.”


    Alyssa’s eyes instantly brightened. She leapt off the table, but before her feetnded on the floor,


    Jasper lifted her into his arms.


    “Don’t let your feet touch the floor. You don’t have shoes on,” he said.


    Alyssa’s eyes widened in surprise at how strong Jasper was. When she had been a child, Winston had


    often held her up like this in his


    What wonderful testosterone…