Feeling Lucas Walker's fiery palm landing on her chest, a dull buzz resounded in Ivana Bennett's head.
Wasn't it just supposed to be a kiss?!
Her heart fluttered in panic, as she forcefully pulled her tongue out of his mouth, turned her head aside, and reached out to seize his hand.
"Lucas Walker, you…" She panted heavily and due to the urgency in her words, started to cough uncontrollably, "…cough…"
Realizing his actions, Lucas Walker took a deep breath, pulling himself away from her, he got up and walked briskly into the bathroom.
It took Ivana a while to stop coughing. Hearing the sound of running water in the bathroom, she frowed and clutched the bedsheets.
That fellow... is taking a shower, again?
This time, Lucas Walker took a rather long cold shower to calm himself down.
He casually towel-dried his hair and walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.
Seeing Lucas Walker emerge, Ivana tensed up and started coughing again.
