At this moment, the door suddenly opened.
The bathroom was filled with steam, and the outline of a man's figure was vaguely visible. That well-defined, muscular chest made Laura Quincy blush, too embarrassed to look directly.
She turned her face away and handed him the robe, just about to leave when he caught her hand, and she exclaimed teasingly, "Let go of me!"
Jason Hawthorne's voice was hoarse and enticing, "Come in and shower with me."
Laura hastily pulled her hand away and dashed out of the room.
Watching her retreating figure, Jason Hawthorne's lips curled into a slight smile, feeling elated!
Fifteen minutes later, Jason Hawthorne emerged with just a towel wrapped around his waist, his wet hair still dripping with water, his well-defined, muscular chest firm and powerful.
Just the sight of him made one's heart race…
Laura forced herself to look away and quickly jumped aside, "I'll get the hairdryer for you to blow-dry your hair."
