Suddenly, Lincoln's voice came from behind Zayla.
Zayla was stunned.
She thought, when did I see him naked? And I wasn't running away!
"Mr. Nash, I didn't ... see anything I shouldn't have, did I?"
"Are you saying that you got so close to me, and yet you still didn't see clearly?" His answer made her speechless. She didn't know how to answer him at all.
She thought, did I see him clearly or not? Either answer doesn't feel right.
The atmosphere froze.
Lincoln walked in front of Zayla, bending his long legs slightly and meeting her gaze.
"Maybe we should come closer next time. What do you think?"
She thought, if so, we would be pressing each other's bodies. I don't think so.
Zayla quickly changed the topic.
"Mr. Nash, if you are that idle, why don't you spend more time on Simon?"