Chapter 1607

"Wet the bed? God no!" Alyssa embarrassedly pummeled Jasper's chest. He appeared fine, even when her fists hurt. "How could you say that?" He grabbed her hand and rubbed it on his chest.

"Fine, it's my fault. My brain froze. | bet I'll be the one wetting the bed when we're old and frail.

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