Chapter 988

Sherry stared at Ryan's face. His piercing eyes, well-defined features, chiseled jawline, and beautiful tanned skin were a sight to behold, a face sculpted by the Gods themselves. If Ryan had not seemed perfect to her before, the man before her was definitely the man of her dreams. "You're drunk. I'll carry you home." Ryan lifted Sherry effortlessly and strode toward her shack. The smell of alcohol from Ryan seemed to intoxicate Sherry further, and her gaze became increasingly seductive. Ryan was indeed tempted by Sherry. The fragrance emanating from her was not just from the wine they shared, but it was also the intoxicating scent of a woman. Her chest rose and fell with each breath, and he found himself fighting the primal urge to rip away her clothes. As they reached the room, Ryan gently laid her on the bed and tucked her in. He knew he should leave immediately, or he might be unable to control himself. "Get some sleep." Ryan pulled away from Sherry's hand and left. "D