Chapter 966

Bruce whispered with concern in my ear, "Nance, be careful." I could feel his warm breath against my ear and neck. Meanwhile, the tingling sensation made me instinctively pull my neck in. I opened my eyes and met Bruce's deep gaze. He pulled me into his arms. One of his hands was firmly placed on my lower back, while the other rested gently on my shoulder. Upon looking down, I noticed my hand was gripping his shirt tightly. The fabric had been pulled out of shape, and the tear revealed glimpses of his well-defined muscles. I felt flustered and awkward, so I quickly loosened my grip and steadied myself. "S-Sorry! I wasn't steady on my feet, and that's why I tore your shirt. Don't worry, I'll pay for it!" I apologized immediately. In fact, I wasn't just apologizing for ruining Bruce's shirt. Seeing it ripped reminded me of him lying naked on the bed. I felt really guilty about my wandering thoughts. Why did I keep thinking about that when I looked at him? Although I had steadied