The man said nothing. He released her, lifted the silk quilt, and got out of bed.
Sophie Sullivan shifted, finally comfortable.
After a while, Thomas Shannon, having finished washing up, came out of the bath chamber.
He opened the wardrobe and, right in front of her, took off his sleep gown and began to change.
Sophie Sullivan suddenly pulled up the quilt to cover her eyes. But then, she felt her action was unnecessary.
Why did she need to cover her eyes?
If he wasn't afraid to be seen, then what was she afraid of?
Removing the silk quilt, Sophie Sullivan openly admired Young Master Shannon's body. It was truly a very fit and virile physique.
"Have you seen enough?" The man, now in black trousers, turned around, one hand zipping them up with a swift pull.
Sophie Sullivan answered bluntly, "Not yet. Can you take them off so I can look again?"
