She was standing too close to him. He did not know if the night was obscuring his rationality, or the fragrance of her body after her bath was making his mind muddled.
Lily thought that her words were quite well-put.
Regardless of whether she was telling the truth or not, it would eliminate Dylan's worry about taking responsibility afterward.
He frowned and closed his eyes.
"Ms. Williams..." His voice was deep when he spoke. He sounded different from before.
Lily noticed that while he spoke, he took a step back. She smiled self-mockingly.
Raising her fair hands and resting them on her collar, she slowly unbuttoned the first button of her pajamas.
Then, she moved on to the second, then the third, and the fourth.
Her shirt and pants landed beside her feet.
Dylan widened his eyes forcefully as his eyes took in Lily, who was standing in front of him.
