Summer Sutton felt a sense of responsibility. Adrian Walyon had given her such a great opportunity, and if, because of her, it affected the company's performance, she would feel guilty.
Her suggestion to Adrian was very sound.
He had given her an opportunity, which was the greatest encouragement, and whether her results would be used in the end wasn't actually that important.
"We'll talk about it then," Adrian replied lightly.
"Okay." Summer continued to help him wipe his body.
Helping him wipe his body naturally drew her gaze to him.
Even though Summer didn't want to look at him, her eyes couldn't help but wander, and no matter where they landed, it felt wrong.
Unable to avoid it, she simply looked at him openly.
Adrian's muscles were impeccably defined, proportionate, and solid, neither overly pronounced nor weak.
As Summer stared at him, flashes of their bodies entwined so intimately flitted through her mind.
Thinking about it got her heart racing.
