Gideon looked at Freya's long slender legs deeply as he felt her inner thigh. He could not help touching her a little harder.
"Ow!" Freya suddenly curled her legs up a little.
Gideon quickly snapped out of his thoughts when he realized what he was doing. He could not understand why he did it.
He got up and rubbed his forehead.
...
When Freya woke up the next day, she looked up at the ceiling. Even though it was unfamiliar, she had a feeling she had seen it somewhere.
She closed her eyes, opened them again, and tilted her head sideways to study her surroundings.
The moment she spotted the man sitting cross-legged on the couch, she realized she was at the Carter residence.
The woman instinctively sat up in bed.
Freya was still wearing the same sweater from yesterday, but she felt unwell. She curled her legs up and noticed something did not feel quite right.
Freya frowned as she lifted the blanket to look under it.
