Ethan Laurent carried her to the bathroom door, nudged it open with his foot, and walked inside with her in his arms.
Nocturne was very quiet.
The showerhead was turned on in the shower room, and in the vast room, only the sound of rushing water could be heard.
On this floor where Ethan Laurent lived, only he and Leo were staying.
There was still an empty room between them, the one Summer Ford frequently stayed in when she visited earlier.
Right now, Ethan Laurent suddenly admired his foresight when arranging the room for Leo back then.
For example, in this kind of situation, no matter how much noise they made, it wouldn't reach Leo's room.
Once in the room, Ethan Laurent became somewhat uninhibited.
Pressing Summer Ford against the glass of the shower room, he held her head with one hand, his passionate kisses traveled down from her forehead, nose tip, to the corner of her lips...
He lingered at her neck for a while, his hand tearing open the collar of her clothes.
