Chapter 1242


    L used to gag when she heard those linesing from cheesy dramas, but she never expected


    herself to say the exact same line one day, so sheughed at herself. Guess I shouldn’t mock them too


    early. You never know when you’ll be the very same person.


    Then, Logany beside her, and they stared at the ceiling together. A whileter, Logan said, “I didn’t


    sleep wellst night either.” Even though he had some alcohol, it was hard to calm down with a warm,


    youngdy in his arms.


    L caught the underlying message, which made her blush. “You pervert.”


    Logan slowly held her hand, and their fingers interlocked. “Guess it takes one to know one,” he teased


    her.


    This shameless b*stard! L flung his hand away. “Get out.”


    In response, Logan chuckled and turned around. “Tell me the truth. Have you ever wanted to, ah, have


    a taste of me?”


    L moved her hand to his waist and pinched him hard as usual, twisting the flesh between her fingers


    in the process. “Why would I? You’re hard and full of fat.”


    “Hey, that’s a paradox!” Logan’s eyes widened. “And I’m not hard! Well, except for a certain ce.


    Want to have a taste right now?”


    L chuckled, then she dodged his hand. “Nope. I don’t want my teeth to buckle.”


    When he heard that, Logan pinched her nose, then hey back down and put one hand on her. “I get


    sleepy every time I see you. I wonder why.”


    L stuck out her tongue at him, though she could understand why he was sleepy. Earlier, she had a


    three-hour nap, but not him, for he was driving. A whileter, Logan drifted to sleep.


    On the other hand, L wasn’t sleepy anymore. Shey with him for a while before getting out of bed


    to tidy up her ce. Halfway through tidying up, someone rang her doorbell, much to her surprise. She


    seldom received guests; even her erstwhile colleagues wouldn’t visit her home much, for everyone was


    busy solving cases. Who’de this early in the morning? She went to the front door, feeling


    suspicious. “Who’s there?” she asked.


    There was nothing but silence for a few moments. “It’s me, L,” Shawn answered.


    L was shocked to hear his voice. When did he get here? And why is he looking for me? She didn’t


    answer for a long while, so Shawn knocked again. “It’s me, L. Open the door. I want to talk to you.”


    She didn’t want to open the door, for seeing Shawn was thest thing she wanted to do. Also, Logan


    was in the house. If he woke up and saw Shawn, he might break Shawn’s legs in a fit of anger. Hence,


    she leaned against the door. “You can say what you want right here.”


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    A sigh escaped Shawn’s lips. “You don’t have to be so on guard, L. I mean you no harm, so can you


    open the door, please?” he pleaded.


    L was still tense. “What on earth do you want? Just say it.”


    Shawn knocked the door three more times. “Not if you won’t open the door.” His knock made L


    jump, then Shawn added, “I’ll keep on knocking until you open this door.”