Submitting to Instinct

A panda plush and bamboo-leaf pastries. He clearly was here last night. I cannot keep Ms. Vance sleeping alone. Next time, someone might walk in even more brazenly.

With that thought in mind, Cassian kept his expression cool. "Ms. Vance, and then?"

The moment the question left his mouth, Arthur's entire body tightened. Would Ms. Vance accept me?

The System nearly burst with urgency. "Hurry, Ms. Va