Hallie Morgan pulled her gaze back with dry reluctance.
She quickly closed her eyes.
Seeing Dylan Collins dressed was already mentally arousing, him undressed was just provocation to commit a crime.
Hallie seemed to suddenly realize why she was so intoxicated under his body that night, not consciously realizing that this man was not her boyfriend at all.
People get drunk with alcohol, but seeing a handsome guy can also make you drunk. It must be because his body was so good to touch, that she had hypnotized herself unconsciously.
Who could resist such a man?
She even suspected that if she realized halfway that it was him, she wouldn't have wanted to stop; instead, she would have pounced on him and devoured him completely.
She quickly moved away from his body, breathed deeply, and called out in surprise, "What are you doing?"
Dylan Collins turned his head, stood straight up, holding a towel in his hand.
