At this moment, their bodies were pressed together, burning with warmth. She could feel it even through the thin layer of her nightgown.
The air around them seemed to be growing hotter. Tara Summer was gasping for breath, unable to bear the ambiguous atmosphere any longer.
Suddenly, she crouched down and wriggled out from under Liam Yancey's arm, moving with great speed.
"Liam Yancey, you're really annoying right now!" Her face flushed, she glared at him and turned to leave.
But he was faster. He stepped forward, grabbed her waist, and pulled her back into his arms.
"Don't you like it?" His lips were on her again, this time he directly took her earlobe between them.
"Liam Yancey!" Tara Summer, stirred up by his flirtatious gesture and knowing fully well he was shirtless, dared not turn around, she just stood there stiffly.
The smirk on Liam Yancey's face grew, and watching her increasingly flushed face, his arms unconsciously tightened around her.
