Back inside, Melody Monroe was starting to regret it. If she had known how scared he was from the beginning, she would have just turned off the movie. Then she wouldn't have terrified him to the point where he didn't dare drive home alone.
"Mr. Fairchild, tonight, you can sleep in the master bedroom. I'll sleep in Ian's room."
"Okay." Evan Fairchild nodded. "I'll go take a shower first."
"Then give me your clothes. I'll wash and dry them for you."
Evan Fairchild immediately started unbuttoning his shirt.
Melody Monroe's face flushed, and she quickly turned away.
'He's just stripping right here?! Isn't he going to the bathroom to get undressed?'
A shirt, still warm with his body heat, was draped over her shoulder. She felt her cheeks burn. Thankfully, she immediately heard Evan Fairchild's footsteps.
He went into the bathroom.
She hurried to the bedroom and took out a new bathrobe she had bought previously.
