In the early summer, the morning sunlight spilled through the garden, as fresh as the breeze.
In the garden, the Blue Bell flowers bloomed in waves, and even the air was filled with their fragrance.
Summer Sutton was enveloped in sunlight, the exposed skin of her back hazy, as if coated with a halo, and when Watt Bennet gazed at her, it was somewhat dazzling.
Watt's gaze lingered on her for quite a while.
Summer's mind was fully occupied with how to stop him, seeing that he hadn't reacted for a long time, she assumed he was inconvenienced by sitting, and lowered herself, squatting in front of him.
"Hm?" She leaned closer towards him, Summer moved nearer to him.
The zipper of her dress, wasn't properly pulled up, probably unnoticed by herself.
The zipper was caught by a tiny piece of fabric, already pulled down low, she had only managed to pull it halfway, and when she leaned towards Watt, her entire back was nearly exposed.
