This appearance of Tanya Dalton made Jasper Sheridan frown a little.
Hasn't this girl eaten anything?
With a flick of his toe, he closed the door behind him and carried her to the bed, placing her down.
Silently watching her, he didn't leave immediately and instead stared at her without a word.
Thinking about the feeling from the restaurant earlier, he couldn't resist pinching her delicate chin once more.
He treated her like a doll, his fingertips kneading her skin over and over, refusing to let go.
Tanya Dalton was initially sleeping quite soundly, probably in pain, and suddenly opened her eyes.
She stared at his hand on her chin and then at her surroundings, frowning slightly, "What's going on here?"
"It's nothing, if you're awake then go back to sleep! I'm heading back!" Jasper Sheridan pulled back his hand without showing any sign of guilt, withdrew his hand, and stood up nonchalantly heading out of the room.
