"Could I have overthought things?"
Connor couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"It seems like this man might not be an assassin after all," Aida whispered to him.
"It's not certain. Maybe he thought the timing wasn't right earlier, so he didn't make a move. We can't let our guard down!" he said in a low voice.
"You just want to take advantage of me..." She looked at his hand wrapped around her waist and spoke angrily.
"Who's taking advantage of whom? Didn't you strip naked and climb into my bed yesterday? It's not like I forced you," he retorted.
"Of course, something must have happened between us!" She couldn't believe she could do such a thing, so naturally, she wouldn't believe his words.
A few seconds later, they arrived at the restroom door.
She opened the door and was about to enter.
"Wait a moment!" He reached out and stopped her.
"What's wrong?" she asked anxiously.
