Chapter 147 I Want To Tell Him Personally
He finally regained his senses when he realised her little hand had slipped into his trousers. It was as if he had just woken up from a dream.
He held the little hand that was setting fire all over his body. He stared at her, his voice husky.
"Are we getting back together?"
Eudora George was stunned. It was supposed to be something that was spurred by the heat of the moment. Now that he had interrupted her, Eudora found that she was on top of Amos, whereas her hand was on his...
She was so embarrassed that she immediately pulled her hand back, flustered.
"I... I... I'm going to take a bath."
"Don't go." Amos was still holding her. "You have not answered me. Are we getting back together?"
His voice was low and hoarse, and Eudora said "yes" in a low voice.
All of a sudden, she felt his fingers were wrapped around her wrist. The next second, the world was spinning. With a pull, Amos had pressed her onto the sofa.
Their breathi
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