"..." Her reaction made Noah Drexler furrow his brows, yet her soft words fell on his heart, making it itch slightly...
This feeling, however, was not uncomfortable at all; instead... it was surprisingly... soothing.
In the next moment, he suddenly got up from the sofa and walked towards the large bed.
He stopped at the bedside, glanced at him, lifted the thin blanket on the bed, and lay down on the other side.
Just as he was lying down, preparing to close his eyes, a softly scented, gentle body suddenly leaned towards him.
A pair of slender arms reached over, pulled his arm, and nestled over, placing a small head on his arm, leaning into his embrace, then lifted her head to look at the man's stern face, and softly said.
"I want to sleep leaning on you."
The sudden approach of Summer Shawcross made Noah Drexler's body stiffen.
Her head rested on his chest, and the tip of his nose could still smell the faint fragrance of the shower gel and shampoo from her body.
