Nathan Foster heard the noise and turned on the bedside lamp.
Then he saw South Grant with a bewildered expression, poking her head out from under the bed. She seemed to have bumped the back of her head and was now rubbing it with her hand.
Nathan Foster thought of how she had slept at the very edge, and now with a frosty expression, he glanced at her, "Serves you right."
After South Grant climbed back into bed, she was still shaken by the dream she just had.
Damn, Nathan Foster is terrifying!
Even in her dreams, he wouldn't let her go!
Nathan Foster looked out the window; the sky was already taking on a pale white hue, soon it would be dawn.
Nathan Foster stood up from the bed, walked to the wardrobe, took out his military uniform, and tossed it by the bed.
South Grant just watched him. At this moment, the towel around his waist was gone. When he turned around, South Grant saw something standing at attention beneath his pajamas.
South Grant felt like poking her eyes out.
