"Yesterday I almost took advantage of you," Charles White suddenly said, his dark eyes deep, staring at her unwaveringly.
He was telling the truth. If he'd lost control for even a moment yesterday, he would have had her.
Of course, given her health condition, perhaps being sent to the hospital late would have cost her life...
"That doesn't count!" Zoe Yale just yelled, only to realize that something was off about her words. Just as she was about to explain, Charles White approached her, trapping her petite body in his embrace.
His breath was like a charm.
"Just a little kiss and hug doesn't count? Then what does? Do I have to go all the way? Hmm!" Charles White raised his voice on the last word, seductively.
"I didn't mean that... I just... just..." His warm breath flooded her face, full of possessive intent, making Zoe Yale's mind go blank.
Suddenly remembering something, she blurted out.