Catherine never slept in Blair's family house before. But she saw women's clothes in Sean's wardrobe. There were sleep gowns and casual outfits. Most of them were dressed, which covered half a closet.

Catherine took a look, and they were all new. Even the tags weren't removed. Besides, they were from luxury brands, a lot like her clothes in Sean's mansion.

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"Honey, why do you buy these?" She frowned, and her gaze fell on Sean's handsome face.

Catherine was getting used to calling Sean honey since he forced her to. But she only called him that in private. In public, she called him Sean.

Sean looked up at her.

"The sizes fit me. Are those for me?"

Sean didn't answer.

"Why don't you answer? Aren't these for me?"

The thought that he had girlfriends made Catherine jealous. She suddenly realized she knew so little about him.

"Yeah, they are all for a fairy."

Catherine came to Sean and asked, "Which one? Do I know her?"

"Yes, you do."

Her voice sounds annoyed while asking him, "Who?"

Sean looked at Catherine with an interesting look. He grabbed her over, saying, "What, are you jealous?"

"No."

"But I feel you are."

"You're wrong."

"Really?" He keeps teasing her.

Catherine was jealous. So she wasn't in the mood to fool around. She somehow mustered up the courage and got on top of Sean, questioning who she was.

She was dying to know how many women he brought home and had intimate relations with.

Catherine didn't like him before because she thought he was too indifferent. He stroked her as a cruel man. So she didn't care how many girls he dated. She used to wish that Sean spent all his time with his girlfriends and left her alone.

But that was before.

Catherine wanted Sean to be hers ever since she found out she liked him. She was pleased with how coldly she treated Pearl. She wanted everything to be okay with her.

"That fairie is sitting on top of me."

Catherine didn't know what she was thinking for moments. But she soon realized Sean was talking about her. She got blushed and flickered her eyes, not being able to see Sean.

Sean smiled and lifted up her chin, "You're jealous of yourself. That's adorable. "Catherine couldn't be more ashamed.

She got aggressive and had to know who the girl was like he cheated on her. Now she found out it was herself. She buried her face in her chest, not being able to see Sean's face.

Catherine could hear Sean's laughing and sensed the vibrations from his chest.

"You make a fool of me!" said Catherine.

"You let your imagination run wild."

"But you didn't tell me either!" she insisted.

"You're the only woman I'm with."

"How do I know you don't have any girlfriends before me?" asked Catherine.

Sean suddenly had an idea to mess with Catherine. He said, "What if I did?"

"Nothing. I'm not involved in your past," Catherine pouted her lips, and she can't hide her annoyance.

Catherine thought about it. They haven't met then. Besides, Sean was 25. It was normal to have girlfriends. But she hated it. She never dated anybody before, and Sean could have girlfriends.

"Aren't you jealous?" asked Sean.

"Why should I bother?" Catherine answered.

"I guess you're pretty generous."

"Always."

Sean bent over to kiss her, "What are you thinking? You're the only woman I've ever been with. And I've been waiting for you for too long."

"What?"

"Don't you believe me?"

"So you don't have any girlfriends before me?" Catherine found it unbelievable. She couldn't be his puppy love, could she?

Sean squeezed her nose intimately and said, "I'm waiting for you, aren't I?"

Catherine got excited and wrapped his neck with her hands, "I can't believe I'm your first love. I thought you were tired of casual relationships. Ouch!"

Sean bit her and said, "Casual relationships?"

"Sorry, wrong choice of words."

"Are you suggesting I'm old?"

Catherine said, "You're six years older than me.

"Do you think I'm too old for you?"

"It's okay. You're in the prime of your life. You're not old at all. You're young."

Sean knew Catherine was right. He was six years older than she was. Although he didn't feel like it, what Catherine said made him wonder. Damn, he thought.

"Don't worry. I can make you happy. I've been saving it for over 20 years."

Catherine suddenly couldn't hear her mind. She blushed and felt so hot. Even her ears were red. Did Sean suggest what she thought he meant? If so, it was so dirty.

"You have to grow up soon. When you turn 20, I'll have you taste me."

Then Sean grabbed her hands to move to his stomach.

Catherine withdrew her hands instantly and said, "It's okay. You can do venting."

Then Catherine regretted saying that.

"But I'm holding it for you."

"Sean, stop!"

"It's a matter of time. You have to get used to it soon."

Catherine felt her face was burning.

"Why are you blushing?"

Catherine glared at the person responsible for her blush.

"What did you say to Pearl? I saw you in the garden," said Catherine.

Sean said, "I have nothing to say to her."

"Then why were you there so long?"

"Are you sure we're having a conversation?"

Catherine didn't answer.

Sean said, "If you want to know, you can eavesdrop."

"I don't. And I'm sure you're not interested in her."

"I know."

Catherine gradually stopped getting hot in her cheek, and she turned back to how she normally acted.

"Honey." Catherine smiled.

"What?" Sean found himself excited over what she had to say.

Catherine poked his chest and said, "You really don't have girlfriends before me?"

Sean said as he approached Catherine, "There is one way to find out."

"Not really." Catherine leaned back.

"So I'm your puppy love?" Catherine found herself blessed, and she couldn't be happier.

"What do you think?"

Catherine jumped off the bed as an idea came across her mind. She said, "I'm surprised you never had sex before. That's lame."

Then she ran the hell out.

"Catherine, stop!"