Chapter 619

Shawn's quick reflexes saved the moment. His hand darted out, grabbing the slipping towel at Hazel's chest just in time to prevent an embarrassing scene. "Hazel Jefferson!" he snapped through gritted teeth. He was stunned by the sight of Hazel wrapped in nothing but a towel to see him. He wondered if he should be angry at her complete lack of vigilance or simply resigned to her carelessness. Hazel glanced down at his hand clutching the towel, relief flooding her. However, as Shawn's fingers brushed her bare skin, his face flushed crimson, and his hand almost burned from the contact. Elizabeth, hearing the commotion, hurried upstairs. "What's going on up here?" she called out. Shawn, startled by her voice, instinctively started to let go, but Hazel's dazed expression held him back. He gritted his teeth in annoyance, then firmly pushed her back into her room, turning his back to her. "Get dressed and come downstairs for dinner!" he barked. Hazel clutched the towel tighte