Alexander felt something wrapping around him from behind.
He squinted his eyes, his gaze sharp and piercing. Reaching out, he grabbed and yanked whatever it was toward him to see who it was.
"Melissa? Why is it you?" Alexander frowned. No wonder he had sensed something familiar; he almost threw her to the ground just now.
"Alex," Melissa fell into his arms, her voice sweet and sticky.
The cold shower had already washed away half of the heat in his body, but now it was quickly reigniting.
"Hurry and go back to bed," Alexander said, sensing something was off. His hand brushed against her skin. Quickly, he reached over and turned on the bedside lamp.
The room lit up, and what he saw made his eyes narrow.
Melissa's hair cascaded over her shoulders, her eyes full of seductive inte
