It was nothing strange for Rhode to have a person of an opposite-sex accompanying him through the night. However, Rhode felt an unprecedented peace and tranquility with Christie around.
The little girl's petite body snuggled in his arms and through her thin pajamas, Rhode could feel her fragile body like a pitiful doll made of crystal. Christie rested her hand on Rhode's chest and gazed at Rhode with her clear, round eyes that were always fondly attached to him.
Rhode didn't have any obscene thoughts about her. This wasn't because Christie lacked charisma. In fact, even though the little girl was still young, her slowly-developing body also let off a youthful, yet seductive charm. Not to mention, she had a beautiful face and she was always gentle in her actions. Before Rhode could feel a sense of lust towards her, a feeling that he had never felt before occupied him.
