Chapter 177

So... could she turn the tables and flirt with him instead? Marcus had made a few moves on her before, but every time Elaine flirted back, he'd retreat fast. Determined, Elaine hooked her arms around his neck and said with a sly grin, "Marcus, this wet dress is seriously uncomfortable. Mind helping me take it off?" Marcus clearly wasn't prepared for her to get so bold. Noticing his hesitation, Elaine pushed further. "If you're not gonna help, I guess I'll just have to do it myself." She slowly reached for her clothes, teasingly dragging it out, movements subtle but enough to make a point. Marcus snapped out of it instantly and pushed her away, muttering, "Leave." Elaine picked up a towel from the edge of the tub, grinning. "Weren't you gonna help me with my back?" Honestly, with a woman throwing herself at you like this, and you're still holding back—what does that even mean? Marcus had clearly been tempted more than once. But the second he saw her face, all his desire ran cold. Elaine