There was no sound at all, showing that the floor was a blend of hardness and softness, providing excellent cushioning.
"It must be expensive?" Tara Summer asked hoarsely, her eyes welling with tears. She lowered her head and stepped on the floor, saying in a subdued voice.
Liam Yancey, he changed the hard ceramic tiles just because she accidentally fell. He really...
Liam Yancey turned his head, staring into her red eyes, knowing she was moved again, so he held her in his arms: "Don't feel burdened."
"Liam Yancey..." Tara Summer buried her head on his chest, "Don't be so good to me, don't cater to me so much. One day you'll spoil me, and my temper will turn bad!"
"Spoil you, I'm willing to." He chuckled in her ear, his deep voice making even his laughter sound sexy.
She hugged him tight, her petite body shuttering incessantly. What had she done to deserve this! What had she done to deserve this!?
To have such a good man like him!
