You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie)

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem."

Coralie Chariott choked on the water. She was so frightened that she stood up quickly and knelt down in the bathtub. Her whole upper body was above the water.

Her perfect curves were on display. Perhaps because she was drunk, Coralie did not care about Skylar Holland's gaze at all. She kept her body in the water and put her head out of the bathtub, washing her hair with the shower head.

Skylar got up and left with a dark face.

Coralie didn't remember him at all last time, and he wasn't interested in Coralie when she was drunk.

However, as he was sitting on the bed and watching the financial news, he would gulp due to anxiety, or out of impulse, every time there was the loud sound of water or the sound of her murmurs in the bathroom.

In short, he did not feel sleepy at all.

After nearly an hour, the bathroom door was opened. Coralie was wearing a large bathrobe with the belt loosely tied around her waist, with her wet hair on her seductive collarbones.

"Hey, why is there someone here?"

Coralie tilted her head and asked.

"Shouldn't there be someone here?"

Skylar looked up and saw the woman in front of him. He was stunned.

The effects of alcohol and the heat from the bathroom had caused her tiny face to become flushed. She stared at him with her dark orb-like eyes. Her bare feet were still dripping with water as she stepped onto the soft wool carpet in the room.

She was extremely seductive.

Coralie looked at Skylar with a confused expression. She seemed to know who he was, but she wasn't sure. She took out the hairdryer from the cabinet and handed it to Skylar, "Can you help me to dry my hair?"

Skylar was stunned. Coralie stood there with a submissive and pure expression.

He finally realized the difference between Coralie in the present and in the past.

Coralie had stood in front of him like this in the past. She was so pure and innocent. She didn't have any emotional burdens weighing down on her.

In the present, Coralie always had a faint expression of sadness, especially between her eyebrows. No matter how hard she tried, she could not let things go. It was as if she had a lot of worries buried inside of her.

"Okay."

Instinctively, Skylar took the hairdryer.

"Thank you, Skylar."

Coralie laid on the bed, feeling rather self-conscious. She placed her head facing down between Skylar's legs. She didn't seem to be aware of what was underneath the pajama where her face was facing toward.

Coralie buried her face between his legs as she spoke. Skylar didn't hear what she said at all. His attention was on his pajamas.

He switched on the hairdryer and let the wind blow on Coralie's long hair, but he was completely focused on himself. He could clearly feel that her soft lips and her high nose were poking him. It felt itchy. There seemed to be some faint heat coming through the cloth.

As for Skylar, the thing underneath that was originally soft, became hotter and harder alongside her breathing.

"Oh, what's that?"

Coralie was in a daze and she obviously felt uncomfortable. When she noticed something becoming erect, she also sat up. The bathrobe that she had on was not her size. It was baggy and loose. After some struggle, her belly was exposed.

She did such a reckless thing, but she still looked innocent. Skylar turned off the hairdryer and pinched her chin with his slender fingers. "Do you want to know what it is?"

"What?"

Coralie was befuddled.

Skylar realized that after drinking wine, she might forget who and where she was. She might not even remember her own age.

He turned over to look at her, and then he leaned over to kiss her on her lips.

"Hmm..."

To Skylar's surprise, Coralie did not resist him at this moment, but she cooperated obediently with him. However, her face became even more flushed. "Your drunken act seems quite real."

Skylar raised his body and looked at the woman in front of him. Coralie's reaction caused him to feel uncertain. He wasn't sure if she was really drunk or pretending to be drunk. However, at this moment, Coralie put her arms around Skylar all of a sudden and whispered in his ear, "I like you."

These three words were like a bomb that exploded in Skylar's heart. It was like ripples on the water surface of an ancient well that had been silent and still for many years. "What did you say?"

Skylar placed her in front of him. His eyes were dark, and his eyebrows were furrowed. He looked very serious.

"I like you,"

Coralie said again without hesitation.

"Who am I?"

"Skylar."

"Who?"

"I like you, Skylar Holland."

"I see."

Having heard her answer, Skylar leaned down and went down along her earlobe...

The next day, the dark-colored curtains covered the morning sunshine, but it couldn't hide the afterglow from the previous night.

Coralie woke up with a hangover. She felt dizzy. Her body was not adept at processing alcohol. After nearly 12 hours, Coralie still felt that she was a little light-headed.

"What time is it?"

Coralie whispered to herself. Looking at Skylar, who was sleeping, she lifted the blanket gently...

As the cool breeze blew over her, she lowered her head and discovered that she was naked. Her lower body was sore and swollen, and this was abnormal for her.

The next second, as if she was witnessing a chaotic action film, the images from last night flashed through her mind....

She lifted the blanket and looked at the marks on the white sheets, as well as the marks on her chest...

Everything seemed to indicate that she had sex with Skylar last night.

"How could this be?"

Coralie shook her head, got up in a hurry and rushed into the bathroom. She turned on the shower and washed her body over and over again.

At this moment, the man who was asleep appeared at the bathroom door. He looked at her trying to wash away the traces left by him last night, and his eyes were full of displeasure. "What are you doing? Do you want to wash them off so badly?"

Coralie was shocked. She didn't expect that Skylar would get up, so she didn't know how to explain for a moment.

Skylar's insults from a few days ago came to her mind. That day, he had said, "Coralie, you are 25 years old, and you are not a virgin anymore. Stop pretending."

Thinking of this, Coralie restrained the sense of panic she felt and pretended to be calm. "No. We are all adults anyway."

Skylar fixed his eyes on her. Today, Coralie returned to her usual self. There seemed to be a secret hidden in the depths of her eyes. He could gaze upon her face, but he could not discern the feelings in her heart.

"Do you remember what you told me yesterday?"

Skylar leaned against the door. He wanted to see how much Coralie remembered from last night.