Faye's voice suddenly floated by her ear, "Strange! Why are your hands shaking?"
Then, he held her trembling hands, "Are you sick?"
It was the first time he spoke to her with such a gentle tone since he lost his memory.
Tessa couldn't help but look up and meet his gaze.
His damp hair clung to his forehead, and his handsome face still had glistening water droplets, his deep eyes fixed intently on her.
Tessa blushed slightly and pulled her hands away: "I'm fine! Button up yourself."
Faye's eyes instantly glimmered with a hint of mischief, suddenly reaching out and gently hooking her waist, pulling her into his embrace: "Tell me, what were you just thinking about?"
Tessa pushed him away, yelling: "What are you doing? You promised we're not going to be too intimate since you lost your memory!"
"It's just a joke, no need to get so excited!" Faye said, looking helpless.
