(Warning: This chapter contains a sexual scene. If you're not comfortable to read it kindly skip it and move to another chapter)
Savannah had anticipated lovemaking tonight.
Since the car sex, she had successfully avoided it several times. She didn't think there was any way she could avoid it this time; this would be impossible…
After a brief panic, she locked her arms around his neck, surprised to find that he was not walking to the bedroom; instead, he took her to the veranda.
On the veranda, a hot spring was bubbling with hot air. It was romantic and erotic under the moonlight.
The spring water, clear and clean, was brought directly from the ground to the highest floor by pipelines using advanced technology.
She knew at once what he wanted, blushing furiously.
The last time they did it in the car, there was at least a windscreen.
How dare he choose the veranda tonight?
It was almost the same as making love in the open air!
Would they be seen?
