"Should I risk it?" he mumbled, feeling extremely conflicted at the moment. Both the options were dangerous, especially if she woke up in the middle.
With that level of misunderstanding, he didn't think he could ever be able to explain his reasoning to clear his name.
For the next ten minutes, he kept thinking about it. He was growing more and more frustrated with each passing second. The more he thought about it, the harder this choice became. In the end, he simply said one thing.
"Fck it. I don't have time to be morally right." He toh a deep breath, and reached out his hand. His fingers gently brushed against Trisa's wait, tracing her slender curves to check if she had anything hidden there.
His fingers slowly climbed up, being as gentle as possible to ensure that she didn't wake up.
