Natalie Vaughn's heart was racing, even now she still couldn't figure out what kind of person Zane Thorne was.
As long as she didn't go too far, Zane was happy to play along with her. But the moment she crossed the line, Zane had his own ways of making her suffer a little. And somehow, she would be led astray by him without realizing it, her focus shifted.
Now, this kind of man seemed to be starting to actively play with her.
Natalie felt a little flustered, yet a bit expectant.
She was curious about what Zane's intentions were.
It was just staying overnight, what else could he do? She didn't think Zane was tasteless enough to do anything beastly during an overnight stay.
Having figured this out, Natalie took a sip of milk, steadied her heartbeat, and curled her lips.
"Congratulations to Mr. Thorne on experiencing laying a futon for the first time."
The man observed as Natalie's previously panicked look turned calm after some thought, finding it amusing.
