"I'm not getting out of the car, can you go back to your seat now?"
After the partition went up, Ruby Mercer finally felt a bit relieved. She was really afraid Christopher Moore would do something inappropriate to her regardless of the setting.
Christopher Moore stared at Ruby Mercer intently, making her feel as if she were standing in front of him without clothes, making her exceptionally bashful.
His gaze was terrifying, making her too afraid to meet his eyes directly.
What a gentleman, fake! Ruby thought to herself.
Perhaps she didn't think of him as a good person.
"Still want to get out?"
Christopher Moore didn't move his body; the memory from last time lingered in his mind.
He remembered those slender hands holding his back and the faint fragrance...
Even though it had been a long time, the memory was vivid as though it happened yesterday.
The more Christopher thought about it, the more restless his heart became. A dormant beast inside him was slowly waking up...
