His face was very close to hers, his scorching breath scalding Tanya Dalton's skin painfully.
Tanya stared at him dumbfounded, struggling under him, raising her arm to hit him, "Jasper Sheridan, what are you doing? Let me go!"
"What do you think I want to do?" Jasper Sheridan's gaze slowly traveled down her face, giving her a once-over before slowly raising it again.
His gaze moved very slowly, and the places Tanya Dalton's body was surveyed felt as if they were set ablaze, burning hot as if ready to ignite.
"Get up! I'll sleep on the sofa!" Her expression was extremely uneasy, trying to push him away, her arm just raised was instead pinned back by him.
"Jasper Sheridan..." Tanya was slightly annoyed, lying helplessly under him, her voice quite helpless.
Her eyes looked bright as she gazed at him, flickering like a startled little deer, confused and helpless.
Jasper Sheridan's gaze fixed on her face, their noses were so close that they almost touched.
