The man maintained that position without moving, his gaze deep and intent as he scrutinized her, naturally seeing her awkwardness and discomfort. Even after being together for so long, she still seemed unaccustomed to being intimate with him.
Whenever he got close to her, she subconsciously became tense.
He took a step forward, pinning her against the door, and murmured hoarsely, "Do you remember the terms by the lake just now?"
Indoors, the man wore only a shirt, his scorching body heat permeating through the thin fabric and ironing onto her, making the blood throughout her whole body tremble.
During this time, the most intimate thing they had done was kiss.
So whenever they were alone, the ambiguity was omnipresent.
She placed her hands on his shoulders and became extremely annoyed at the mention of the "terms" by the lake. She had dug herself into this pit. "Go take a shower, I'm a little tired and want to sleep."
