CHAPTER 72. Regrets

  Chloe, who had fallen asleep in Nathaniel's arms after she had experienced something amazing, walked out of the bathroom with the only white bathrobe that accessorised the white-tiled room, covering her wet nudity.

  Nathaniel who had woken her up to bathe was seated at the edge of the bed, his head buried in the laptop seated dutifully on his lap.

  Recalling how sensual his eyes were earlier made her want to reach out to him and stay in his arms all day. So, she got rid of the slippers on her feet and climbed onto the bed, the little ache in between her thighs ignored.

  "What is it, Chloe?" Nathaniel asked without looking behind him and with a grin, she shifted closer and wrapped her arms around his neck, the light from the device burning her eyes a bit.

  "I just want to hug you..." Her hold tightened and the man could not help but chuckle.

  "Don't tell me you are hungry for my touch already. " He went back to typing.