Everett grinned shamelessly. "Of course, even with clothes on, I can imagine what you look like without them!"
"Aurora, I hate you, I loathe you. Please, get away from me!" Aurora's temper flared, but she couldn't break free from his large, iron-like grip.
His hand clasped her delicate wrist so tightly it left marks, making her skin redden.
"Hate me? I seem to remember that night when I saved you, you climbed into my bed?" There was disgust in Everett's eyes. "Don't pretend to be pure. You're not worthy of it!"
Aurora was so angry she almost cried. After he saved her that night, he took her back to the hotel for the night. But he acted like a gentleman, not making any inappropriate moves.
However, she had a nightmare that night and, in a dazed state, ended up on Everett's bed, which led him to misunderstand that she was trying to seduce him!