The hand clutching the pillow tightened, but her feet stood frozen at the doorway, unable to move.
Adam Jones glanced at the pillow in Elly Campbell's hands, a faint smile tracing his lips as he walked towards her.
Seeing him approach, Elly instinctively stepped back.
Adam stood in front of her, his eyes crinkling with amusement, he said with a soft chuckle, "So, is this you planning to join your husband in bed?"
"No!"
She didn't know why she felt so guilty, always denying it so quickly, afraid that Adam would misunderstand.
Adam's lips curved in a half-smile as he reached for the pillow in her hands and gave a firm tug. Elly, caught off guard, along with her pillow, were pulled into Adam's embrace.
Adam held her, a soft pillow sandwiched between them, emanating her unique fragrance.
"If you want to sleep with your husband, just come over, no need for a pillow; my arms are available for you to lean on."
His voice, a bit husky and devilishly charming, was full of allure.
