She gasped sharply, like a fish pulled from the water, her chest heaving.
"Julian!" She lowered her voice, her words punctuated by sharp breaths and flustered annoyance. "The food delivery is here! You... stop messing around!"
The man behind her panted, giving her waist a light squeeze before reluctantly letting go.
Julian Ford's figure was revealed. He looked at Josie Quinn, her face flushed and her eyes shimmering. Closing his eyes for a moment, he said, "Go eat first."
The person outside was still waiting, so she didn't have time to say much to him.
She quickly slipped into a soft set of loungewear, casually gathered her still-damp hair behind her shoulders, and took a deep breath to calm the lingering flush on her cheeks before walking over to open the door.
