Ethan Laurent's lack of restraint has affected Summer Ford significantly during this time.
The spa pool is such an intimate place; at the mention of it, she assumed he brought her here for no good reason. On the rear mountain path, she even felt some apprehension towards him.
Who would have known, once Ethan Laurent arrived, it was...
He undressed slowly, his movements languid as he casually took off one piece of clothing at a time, tossing them aside haphazardly, before stepping his long legs into the pool.
After soaking for a while, he glanced sideways at her face, extended his long arm, and pulled her down.
Splash!
A huge splash erupted, with Summer Ford plunging into his embrace, clothes soaked through.
"Ugh... Cough cough..." Caught off guard, Summer Ford's head bobbed out of the water, turning to cough vigorously against his arm.
