She had originally thought Laurent would be the one taking her to pick out the dress.
But Laurent was busy—which handed Morrison the opportunity on a silver platter.
Of course, he wasn't going to let her wear anything too dazzling.
Dave had mentioned wanting to introduce her to some "eligible young men" tonight?
Well then… he'd make sure she looked just plain enough to kill any interest before it sparked.
If some guy actually ended up liking her—or worse, if she liked someone else—then what the hell was the point of him dropping everything and flying here just to stay by her side?
Lilian didn't want to keep lying in bed tangled up with him. She started to struggle, trying to wriggle free.
Morrison, of course, wouldn't let her go that easily.
They ended up in a chaotic little scuffle on the bed, limbs tangling and laughter breaking through her fake annoyance.
But he was so much stronger—her efforts to fight him off were completely in vain.
