Derek's gaze darkened slightly, his eyes lowering as he looked at her. He didn't seem impatient; on the contrary, he appeared relaxed. A lazy, teasing smile curved his lips. "…If you insist, I suppose I could."
Hearing that, Bonnie froze, "..."
What does "if I insist" mean???
What exactly is he implying?!
Derek noticed the sudden hesitation in her expression, and his smile deepened. Bonnie, rendered speechless, only realized she was being teased when she met his mischievous peach-blossom eyes. She immediately turned and tried to tickle him. Derek caught her hands, a faint flush coloring the corners of his eyes, half-lidded, exuding a dangerously seductive air.
Bonnie's movements gradually slowed.
She stared at him.
The air was silent; time seemed to stretch.
His Adam's apple was clear as he leaned back lazily, his facial lines precise and elegant.
Bonnie pressed her lips together, inching closer.
