She had slept so comfortably.
Ivana Bennett opened her eyes, ready to stretch.
Upon seeing Lucas Walker's face just inches away from hers, the hand that was just emerging from the covers froze instantly.
She had slept so soundly that she had forgotten she was still in his bed.
Had she actually fallen asleep?
Ivana twisted her mouth, ready to pull up the covers and get out of bed.
Just as she got up, reaching out for a sanitary pad from a bag beside the bed, her arm was suddenly tightened, and she was pulled back onto the bed by a big hand.
"Trying to escape again?"
Lucas rolled over her without hesitation, his azure-blue eyes fixated on her, showing some unspoken complex emotions.
Did she despise him that much, wanting to leave as soon as she woke up?
"Dressed like this, do you think I can escape?" Seeing his gaze, Ivana's voice unconsciously softened, "I just wanted to go to the restroom."
