Her voice was endearing, and her body was soft to touch. Liam Yancey squinted his eyes, unable to resist placing a kiss on her neck.
Then he rolled over, not continuing to pin her down, afraid that he would not be able to hold himself back.
However, his right arm continued to wrap around her shoulder, pulling her close to his side.
Seeing that he was silent, Tara Summer took the initiative to move closer. She rested her hands on his firm chest and stared up at his strong, perfect chin.
"Liam Yancey, let's discuss this..." she propped up her upper body, "If you let me work at the hospital, I swear, I will not go within two meters of any male doctors under the age of fifty!"
Liam Yancey's eyebrows raised, his dark eyes falling on her serious face. After a moment, his thin lips pulled up into a smile: "This is what you're saying!"
"Yes, I am saying it..."
"Hmm, but..."
"But what?" Seeing him pause, Summer became anxious again and threw herself onto his chest.
