Summer Sutton's hand stayed on him for a moment, repeatedly exploring. Realizing what she had touched, a blush swiftly spread from her neck to her ears.
She seemed to have touched something scorching, frantically wanting to retract her hand, yet Adrian Walyon held it in place.
Adrian looked at her coldly, his lips curling into a frosty smile.
Early in the morning, again with not letting him wear pants and now touching him like this. And now she wants to act like nothing happened and leave unscathed?
Is she playing with him!
Summer raised her face, cautiously stealing a glance at him.
Looking into his dark eyes, her heart suddenly felt a bit uneasy.
"Adrian... Adrian, your mom said it's not allowed these days." Knowing what he wanted, Summer carefully reminded him.
Adrian ignored her, merely cast a cold glance at her.
Summer felt a chill under his gaze.
A little afraid of him, she tried a more endearing term, "Adrian..."
