Annie Taylor couldn't help but roll her eyes; even she herself was unclear about exactly why she had fallen for him in the first place. But what she did know was that she really liked him, really loved him.
She reached out and nudged Ronald Loman's head: "I'm asking you a question?"
Annie Taylor had just opened her mouth when her foot slipped, and she was already being scooped up by Ronald Loman: "No rush, let's get in the bed... and talk slowly."
Until she was thrown onto the soft large bed, Annie Taylor felt somewhat dizzy, and seeing Ronald Loman about to lean over, she kicked towards the man, intending to push him away. Instead, he suppressed her thigh, pinning her beneath him, unable to move.
Ronald Loman kissed her neck, still not meaning to answer.
Feeling a bit anxious, Annie Taylor turned her head away in frustration and mumbled, "Forget it if you won't talk."
