The lights turned off, and the moonlight ravaged the room.
Their intimacy had always been led by William Hale, and this time was no different.
But his kisses were hastily delivered to the extent Zoe Bell felt breathless, and a trace of redness appeared at the corner of her eyes. After all, this was a hospital, where people regularly patrolled and checked outside.
She was nervous and dared not make much noise.
She could only reach out and grasp the front of his shirt tightly.
The blanket had fallen off at some point,
and she was completely pinned down.
As the kisses fell again, the heat was unbearable for her.
Feeling a chill on her chest, her body involuntarily shuddered.
"Nervous?" William Hale looked down at her with softened eyes, his voice husky beyond recognition.
"A little."
She was more than just a little nervous, she was truly nervous.
"Lying isn't good."
He laughed, spreading warmth, making Zoe Bell's face and body even hotter.
