Hallie Morgan wanted to refuse but couldn't. Red in the face, she nestled in his arms under the astonished gaze of several people, wishing she could bury her whole head in his elbow. Unconsciously, her arms wrapped around his neck as he led her away.
Upon returning to the Collins family home, she was carefully placed onto the bed by him.
"Go to bed early so you won't feel nauseous."
As he spoke, he looked at her, thought for a moment and then said, "Let me stay here. Just in case you need anything during the night."
With that, he lifted the blanket to climb in.
"Dylan Collins."
Hallie quickly stopped him.
"Hmm?"
She gazed at his flawlessly handsome face, adorned with an expression of restraint. He seemed a bit taken aback as he watched her.
Hallie bit her lip and spoke softly, "Dylan Collins, you can't stay here. It's not appropriate for us to sleep together."
