Chapter 722

Tracey stood before him, dressed in nothing but a white silk nightgown. Perhaps it was because she was fresh from the shower, but her cheeks were tinged with an alluring blush. Her eyes were dewy and gentle. Her damp hair hung over her shoulders, and water droplets dripped from the ends of her hair to her shoulder. Some dripped on the floor, and some dripped onto her nightgown. The thin fabric of the nightgown was even more translucent under the light. Cameron's Adam's apple bobbed in his throat with just one glance. The lingering embers of his earlier arousal flared up again. Now, Tracey's appearance reignited the flames. Cameron took a deep breath in his heart. Forcing down the turmoil in his heart, he calmly asked, "Tracey, what can I do for you?" "Cameron, the hairdryer in my room is broken. Can I borrow yours?" Tracey asked softly. Her voice was so sweet, like dripping honey. "The hair dryer is broken?" Cameron's eyes flickered. He nodded and said, "Sure, you can use mine."