"I'm going to see Grandfather, and then go to the hospital..." Seeing him frown, Tara Summer tightly grasped the silk robe on his chest with both hands.
In a rush, she said, "You promised, no backing out!"
"What was the condition for my promise?" Liam Yancey held her waist with one hand, gently stroking her chin with the other, his movements and expression insinuatingly seductive.
Tara's ears were burning hot, her small hands tightly holding his robe.
"Um..." she gritted her teeth, "The condition is... no staying up all night..."
"Anything else?" The man gently squeezed her waist, as if to remind her of something.
Of course, Tara understood, blushingly she said, "You said it depends on my performance, but I fell asleep last night..."
She paused, her breathing becoming rapid, "So... let's talk about it tonight when I get back..."
Having said that, she turned around to leave.
