Tara Summer intended to move, but her body remained motionless for a while, her face still adhering to the pillow.
She didn't hate this scent; on the contrary, she found it comforting for some inexplicable reason. Therefore, she stayed still, even closed her eyes, and prepared to sleep...
"Hmm." Suddenly a man's cold snort rang beside her ear, waking Tara who raised her head in surprise.
She saw Liam Yancey, wearing a black nightgown, standing at the foot of the bed. Her eyes, wide like those of a startled deer, and as if she wasn't quite awake, she momentarily forgot how to speak.
The man remained silent. His hair was still wet, the droplets running down his nape. His arms were crossed, and his deep black eyes focused on her face.
The woman looked dazed, seemingly not fully awake. Her confused state made her look as innocent as a white rabbit. If he didn't know about her stubbornness and indomitable spirit, he would have thought she was truly this innocent!
