Watching her increasingly sullen expression, Adam Jones deepened the smile in his eyes and said, "Come on, it's not like I haven't seen it before."
As the words fell, he carried Elly Campbell directly out of the bathroom under her furiously burning gaze.
Not wanting to lose face in front of Adam, Elly could only tightly clutch the towel around her, covering her exposed body, as Adam carried her to the bed and set her down.
"Alright, get out."
Elly pulled the comforter from the bed over herself, her cold eyes fixed on Adam.
Thinking back to how she had actually fallen asleep in the bathroom and gotten carried out of the bathtub by Adam, she was so angry her insides twisted, and she couldn't help but feel her cheeks heating up.
Damn it!
Adam looked at her impassively and cracked a smile, "Is it not a bit too late to cover up now? While you were sleeping in the tub, I saw everything."
