For Tonight, I Will Be Gentle**

"I don't want to fuck a sick person." Dante glanced down at Scarlett's stomach. "You might get your stitches loose again, and I don't like seeing blood when I fuck someone."

Scarlett snorted and revealed a sullen expression. "You're boring."

Dante extinguished his cigarette and tossed the stub in the trash. He then pulled Scarlett's chin, so she was looking at him. "However, I guess it's fine if it's just a kiss."

"My horny can't possibly turn off with just a kiss!" Scarlett exclaimed angrily.

Dante appealed, "So, do you want it or not?"

"I want it!" Scarlett suddenly covered her mouth with her hand; she didn't expect to answer Dante's question so quickly.

The anesthetic that the nurse had given her must have damaged her brain, so Scarlett felt that her behavior towards Dante was a little strange that day.

"Alright, let's go back to your room, and then I will give you a kiss," Dante promised.