Until the man pulled her by the waist and held her close, she suddenly pushed him away, gasping, "It's still daylight!?"...
Her breath was completely disordered, her hands tightly clutching his collar, shaking her head slightly.
"Who said it has to be dark?" The man laughed, holding her while walking forward.
Watching him head towards the bedroom direction, Mabel grabbed his shoulder, shaking her head more vigorously, "Bryan White..."
"It's Bryan." The man corrected her, ignoring her resistance. After that passionate kiss earlier, he was already struggling to suppress the desire inside him, especially since last night was unsatisfying.
"Bryan..." Mabel bit her lip, calling out to him, her cheeks flushed.
"What's wrong?" Bryan White looked down, just catching her hesitant expression, slowing his steps a bit, frowning as he asked, "What's the matter with you?"
