"Sleep! I won't touch you tonight. But if you don't sleep, I don't mind doing something that doesn't require sleeping!" A husky threat came from the man nearby.
Something that doesn't require sleeping, isn't that…
Enna Clark hadn't managed to figure out how he knew she wasn't asleep when she already felt the burning heat pressing against her thigh.
Her spine stiffened, and she dared not move an inch.
Baron Lawrence's breaths became heavier, and he reached out to turn off the bedroom light, plunging the spacious room into darkness.
In the dark environment, the heat of his body became even more pronounced.
He could feel the hot flow tensing up in his lower abdomen, and his breathing grew heavier.
He suddenly regretted the words he had just said.
Damn it, why did he have to say he wouldn't touch her tonight, when she was lying in his bed? Was he supposed to leave her untouched for the New Year?!
