Yvette was stunned.
She didn't realize in time that Lance was still pressing down on her.
It was early in the morning, and their posture was really intimate.
Lance lowered his eyes and asked her with his eyes.
Although he was pressing her, his arm was propping up, so Yvette didn't feel heavy. He just prevented her from escaping.
Yvette's face was restrained by his strong arm, and she was unable to move.
She could only stare at his face.
The collar of Lance's pajamas was wide open. Yvette could easily see the well-defined muscles and the lines that manifested strength.
Coupled with his handsome face, the entire scene was simply too charming.
Yvette didn't know where to look. She could only stare at his collarbones and said, "I didn't do it on purpose."
Lance lowered his gaze slightly, and what he saw was her tender and attractive skin.
