In an instant, Yvette blushed.
She didn't know whether she was angry or it was just hot inside the room.
She steadied her breath and said lightly, "I'm going out."
Yvette tried her best not to touch Lance, so she moved sideways. But she accidentally tripped over the stool.
About to fall on the closet door, she closed her eyes and shouted in a low voice.
"Ah!"
Her shout suddenly turned into a groan.
Lance reached out one arm and caught her in time.
With a thud, they tripped on the ground.
The most important was...
Yvette's face hit Lance's chest.
His lips were almost pressed against his nipple.
Lance hissed, feeling like he was turned on.
"..."
The air was filled with awkwardness.
Yvette lay down and immediately felt his strangeness.
Her face instantly flushed.
At this time, Kamila knocked on the door from outside. "Ms. Lynn, are you alright?"
