Wesley lowered his gaze, methodically adjusting his cufflinks.

Hearing her words, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"I have slumbered for three years, never start fires in my dreams."

Sandra's lips pursed slightly.

"I'm talking about the time before you slumbered."

"I don't believe you. You must've had a lewd dream about her that you didn't want to wake up from."

Wesley turned his head and looked at her, "Jealous?"

Sandra paused a moment then swiftly ...