Suddenly Callea let go of Deive as if she was burned and rushed out of bed to get away from him. Her cheeks were flaming. She couldn't believe that she could be aggressive because she wanted to treat him immediately. How could something so innocent turn into a s****l ploy. Jeez!
She bent down her head and couldn’t meet his eyes directly. "I am sorry."
When she glanced at him, his playful smile stayed. He seemed to enjoy the way she “harassed” him.
It was so embarrassing! What would he be thinking about her now? That she was excited to be with a man? He ancestors might rise from the grave and pull all her hair until she’s bald. Where was her head? How could she face him now?
Callea’s breath hitched when his robe fell open like he was Superman. Her eyes were exposed to the eyes to hi
