Next Man, Better Plan novel Chapter 184

In the bedroom, Stephanie had finished her shower and dried her hair.

Dressed in her pajamas, she walked out of the bathroom and was met with the sight of Jonathan sitting on the edge of her bed, also in his pajamas.

She hadn't expected him to come up to her room and frowned slightly.

She walked over to her vanity and began applying her skincare products, her tone devoid of emotion. “Couldn’t sleep, so you decided to take a walk up here?”

Jonathan’s lips curved into a wry smile. “Did you forget something?”

“Hmm? What are you referring to?”

“The agreement.” Jonathan’s gaze rested on her smooth back. He could faintly smell the light, sweet scent of her body wash, like citrus.

He swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “Weren’t we supposed to sleep in the same room?”

Stephanie glanced at him in the mirror, her expression flat. “It’s late. I don’t feel like moving my things. We can talk about it in a few days.”

Considering he had grabbed a pillow and stormed downstairs yesterday, Jonathan quickly replied, “You don’t have to move. I’ll come up.”

After a few seconds of silence from Stephanie, he added, as if trying to justify himself, “Besides, a man has less stuff. It’s more convenient this way. Saves you the trouble.”

Once she finished her routine, Stephanie slowly brushed her hair.

Jonathan’s eyes traced the line from her hair down her neck. Even in the mirror, her features were flawless.

His throat felt dry, and an inexplicable heat rose within him.

Stephanie lifted her gaze slightly. “Fine.”

Relief washed over Jonathan. “Then I’ll move my things tomorrow. For tonight, let’s just sleep.”

He pulled back the covers, ready to lie down, but Stephanie, her eyes downcast, suddenly asked, “So, are you sleeping on the floor? Or am I?”

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