Shit!
Be strong, Wei Lin! I chanted to myself. Then leaning forward, I pull up my mascara wand over my lashes and when I did, turning finding Feng Teng is standing to the side of me. He leaning into the mirror.
When I look up and come face to face with his eyes. My eyes are fixed, absolutely delighted when my greedy stare travels up his naked body and finds him looking in the mirror, coaxing his hair to the side with some hair cream.
He really tries hard to distract me. I take a calming breath and continue to my make-up, but then he makes a point of brushing against me, his firm leg sweeping lightly over my bare arm. In a second, I shudder and glance up to find a twitching lip as he tries to feign ignorance.
Damn it!
