His mind a jumble of thoughts, Archie Lockwood unconsciously set the woman down, crouched, and began to wash her.
Eleanor Bishop's delicate brows knitted together. She secretly peeked open one eye, only to see the man's head moving toward her chest.
Her face flushed crimson with fury. She raised a hand and shoved Archie Lockwood's head away. "Archie Lockwood, you pervert!"
Archie Lockwood's eyes were bloodshot. He said coolly, unfazed, "It's perfectly normal for a man to be a bit of a pervert. If I wasn't, do you really think you'd have ever ended up in my bed?"
"..." 'Well, when he puts it so seriously, he actually has a point.'
'Wait… no, that's not right either. I think I was the one who used a little trick, who drugged him... that's why he touched me...'
