Nidia didn't know how to answer him.
In fact, Nidia wasn't hinting at anything.
They appeared intimate at the moment because she was sitting in his arms, wrapped in a bath towel, and consoling him with her face buried in his chest. Thus, it was simply a misunderstanding on Jackson's part.
Nidia looked up and stared at Jackson and saw her reflection through his dark orbs.
She could hardly withstand his hugs and kisses.
"Jackson..." Nidia subconsciously called his name over and over, as if he was engraved on her heart and that his name was all she could utter.
