Steve Burton's lips lingered on Ruby Gregory's forehead for a moment before he suddenly pulled away, as if the woman in the bed were a deadly poison. He quickly stood up and left her bedroom.
Steve closed the door and leaned against the wall, breathing a long sigh of relief, as if trying to vent the desire welling up inside him.
His bed was damp, and he didn't want to call someone to change it, afraid of waking her inside the room.
He sat on the living room sofa, casually turned on the TV, and tried to divert his wicked thoughts with it.
But as he stared at the TV, all he could think of was Ruby Gregory sleeping in the room. The more he thought about it, the more unbearable he felt.
He walked to the balcony, but even the cold wind couldn't calm him down.
He could easily touch her by just pushing the door open.
Moreover, it was not like they hadn't done it before.
However, he didn't want to disturb her peace and comfort at the moment.
