Asher supported her waist to prevent her from falling and laughed, "What do you not want? Not to drink or what?"
Eleanor reacted a bit faster this time, understanding his words. "I don't want anything."
Asher raised an eyebrow, his smile spreading like ripples on water.
"That won't do," he said.
Ignoring whatever he said, Eleanor got up from him. She felt hot all over and dizzy. She yearned for the cool relief of a shower and the comfort of her bed.
"Where are you going?"
"To take a shower."
Asher wickedly smiled, picked her up by the waist, and strode upstairs. "I'll join you."
In her daze, Eleanor tilted her head and closed her eyes, resting against his arm.
In the steamy bathroom, the light fell on Eleanor's delicate skin, like the finest pearls, pure and flawless. Her whole bo
