Chapter 937

Joey didn't have much romantic experience, so she had no idea if men like Tyson were more common or if most of them looked like Morgan. Morgan watched as Joey stared at him while holding the nightdress. He wondered what she was thinking, and it wasn't until he approached her that she snapped out of her daze. She noted the roguish smirk on Morgan's face and quickly tossed away the shredded nightdress. She demanded, "What? Why are you looking at me like that?" As she said this, she tucked her arm back under the covers and pulled them over her body. She was as bare as the day she was born, and she would do whatever she needed to keep her modesty. She wouldn't be able to live it down if Morgan saw her naked in the morning light. "I'm just amused by your staring, that's all. Why were you holding the nightdress? Recalling fond memories, are we?" Morgan drawled devilishly as he inched closer to Joey. Fond memories? Joey looked at him with horror as she touched her face. "What, did I loo