Chapter 123

Megan didn't expect to be yanked straight into a solid chest. Before she even had a chance to see the guy clearly, his lips were already covering hers. That soft and fiery sensation almost felt intoxicating. Her arms instinctively locked around his neck, letting him take the lead. Warm water flowed all around, the full-length mirror fogged up just enough to blur their tangled reflection. "Look at you, Little Megan... so gorgeous." Tristan's voice was low and hypnotic as it brushed past her ear. She peeked at the mirror, dazed, and instantly flushed red. The bathroom got hotter and stickier by the minute. Only after a long while did the mist on the frosted glass start to slide down as droplets. Wrapped up like a dumpling by Tristan, Megan was carried back to the bedroom and gently placed on the bed. He grabbed a hair dryer from the vanity and began drying her jet-black hair, his fingers weaving through the damp strands. A few moments later, her shiny, dark curls draped over her waist, c