He actually came in so easily!
What was the point of her locking the door and moving flowerpots yesterday?!
Purple suddenly felt like a ridiculous clown; all her efforts were just adding to the joke, and they didn't hinder this man at all!
Feeling his breath approaching from behind, Purple tried to dodge in panic, but Alexander Summers caught her in his arms.
He laughed, "This room is so small, where are you going to hide?"
The zipper on Purple's back hadn't been pulled up yet, but she didn't have time to worry about it. She could only clutch her chest with both hands to protect her territory from being invaded.
"You get out!" she commanded in a low voice.
Alexander leaned down, his thin lips touching her back, and the cold temperature made Purple shiver.
"Get out? But I haven't been in yet, so how do I get out?" he teased her.
Purple tensed up.
Indecent!
