His deep black eyes looked at her as if issuing a silent command, quietly waiting for her.
Eventually, she slowly parted her lips, and the warm water trickled gently into her mouth.
Joel Russo's expression changed unpredictably as he released her, looking down at the still-stunned Arabella, with the corners of his thin lips slightly hooking up.
Arabella Vanderbilt's collarbone moved slightly, swallowing a little more of the water in her mouth.
Drops of water slid down from the corner of her lips.
She instinctively raised her hand to wipe it away, but her slender arm was suddenly caught by a large palm.
Joel Russo extended his tongue and licked the droplet into his mouth.
Not a single drop wasted.
"You..."
The embarrassment and shock on Arabella Vanderbilt's face could not be concealed, and her voice, moistened by the water, was significantly better than before.
