Aurelia Shaw was momentarily stunned, her eyes regaining clarity, "I want to use the bathroom."
Aurelia Shaw sat up, just about to get out of bed, when she was suddenly lifted into the air, pressed against a firm chest radiating the man's warmth. A deep, mellow voice sounded in her ear:
"I'll carry you over."
Mason Nightshade pushed open the bathroom door, set her down, and supported her waist with his hand.
Even though there was nothing inappropriate, Aurelia Shaw felt a scorching heat at her waist, the warmth from Mason Nightshade's palm, yet his face showed no signs of it.
Aurelia Shaw raised an eyebrow.
Mason Nightshade frowned at her, "Didn't you say you wanted to use the bathroom?"
Aurelia Shaw raised her eyebrows even higher, "Are you planning to watch?"
Mason Nightshade was taken aback, looked at her, then at the toilet, and suddenly blushed at a thought.
He turned his face away, even the tips of his ears were red.
