Rosalind White's smile was brimming with concern.
"Adrian, I spent a long time making this especially for you, would you like to try it?"
Though it was only about ten minutes, Adrian Law noticed that she had deliberately changed her clothes.
On a cold winter night, Rosalind was wearing a silk robe.
Seeing Adrian Law look her up and down, Rosalind's heart was pounding like a frightened deer.
Just as she lowered her head, feeling overwhelmed by the man's direct gaze, she suddenly saw him step forward.
His nearly six-foot-two frame trapped her between the door and the wall.
"A... Adrian..."
Now, Rosalind's heart beat even faster, she looked up with glistening eyes, feeling unbearably dry in the throat.
She had changed clothes specifically to come to Adrian, and even, wore nothing under her silk robe.
If only Adrian could take two steps closer, she wouldn't mind letting him see clearly.
...
