After all, she had just woken up and her brain was still not fully booted up.
The first thing she saw when she switched on her phone was a selfie that made her blood rush and her cheeks flush.
Yvonne Finley almost threw her phone away.
It was like a hot potato in an instant.
As if.
Even through the phone, she could feel that sensation.
** Provocative, and arrogant.
She sat up with a start, hastily ruffling her soft but slightly messy black curls, her expression incredibly vivid and animated.
Caleb Baker——!
How dare he!
His confidence practically exuded from the screen.
What was she doing?
She had only kindly helped him yesterday, and now her shoulders and neck were still uncomfortable.
She didn't care about anything else and quickly sent him a text that read, "Why don't you have any... pants on under your workout shorts?"
He must be waiting for her to wake up.
Less than a minute later, Caleb Baker responded to her.
"Comfortable."
