Isabella stole a glance at Quinn, who was wearing a white robe, its belt casually tied around his waist. His chest was slightly exposed, revealing his wheat-colored, firm torso. She wondered if he was wearing anything under the robe at all?
Lost in thought, Isabella swallowed hard, making a gulping sound.
"What's wrong?" Seeing the look Isabella was giving him, Quinn raised an eyebrow, asking with a somewhat amused tone.
Quinn's deep, seductive voice, somewhat ambiguous, reached Isabella's ears, interrupting the vivid, beautiful images in her mind.
Isabella was surprised to find herself envisioning such vivid images just by looking at Quinn, her cheeks burning hot in an instant.
She felt too ashamed to face anyone, quickly turning her back. "I'm going to sleep."
Quinn squeezed next t
