The deep gaze scrutinized from head to toe, feeling a surge of tension through the body.
A feeling of agitation spread from the depths of the heart, causing the breath to become instantly rapid.
As he leaned down, about to touch her arm, Tara Summer abruptly opened her eyes. The moment she saw the man's face clearly, her face dropped: "What are you doing here?"
Having just woken up, her voice was completely hoarse. She raised her hand to rub her hair, such a simple action, yet it stirred something again in the man's heart.
Liam Yancey squinted, suddenly leaned down, propped himself above her, looking down at her with deep affection in his dark eyes.
"Liam Yancey!..." Tara Summer lay on the bed, the man's presence enveloped all around her, making her breath somewhat difficult, while also feeling tense.
