But she had not even taken two steps when a force pressed down on her shoulder, and in the blink of an eye, she was pushed against the wall.
That handsome face suddenly drew close to her, and his voice sounded in her ear, "I too want to know why you ended up in the same bed with me."
Mabel Quinn felt as if her body had been frozen by him, completely unable to move. At this moment, he was extremely close to her, and perilously, she was only wrapped in a bed sheet that could slip away with the slightest carelessness.
"Yesterday, you...you had a fever. Dorian called me over, so..." She trailed off, unable to continue. Should she say that it was because he clung to her persistently yesterday that she had no choice but to stay?
His dark phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. Did he have a fever again? His memory only went back to that day he left her apartment. Suddenly, he didn't know where to go, feeling a kind of restless frustration, as if he wanted to hold onto something but couldn't.
