Jasper Sheridan's head buzzed for a moment, feeling the soft and fragrant warmth in his embrace. All his senses were reduced to the thrill brought by their bodies touching.
The room was quietly dim, so silent that they could hear each other's breathing.
Tanya Dalton seemingly noticed the increasing intensity of his breathing.
And the scorching heat where their chests pressed together.
Tanya's mind went blank for a few seconds, her heartbeat quickening.
"I'm sorry!" She tried to get up from him nonchalantly, but in the darkness, her hand failed to find support, causing her to tumble towards the ground.
Just as she was about to fall to the floor, a pair of arms timely caught her, pulling her back into his embrace once again.
In the darkness, Jasper's luminous eyes quietly watched her, his lips slightly curved as he spoke slowly, "Have you been coveting me all along?"
Tanya froze for a moment, composed her expression, and rolled her eyes at him, "Who do you think you are?"
