As he took a step out of his bedroom with his long legs, a soft, delicate body crashed into him from behind.
Slim arms wrapped tightly around his waist.
A warm, soft body clung to his back, its hot breath seemingly seeping through the fabric of his sleep gown, scorching his skin.
"Thomas Shannon, I won't let you leave!"
The domineering, willful, unique tone belonging to Sophie Sullivan sounded from behind him.
Thomas Shannon lowered his head, looked at the slim arms wrapped tightly around his waist, and pursed his thin lips. "Let go."
"No!" Sophie Sullivan said stubbornly. "Unless you agree, you're not leaving this room tonight!"
Thomas Shannon laughed in exasperation and strode forward. "Tonight, I'll show you whether I can leave this room or not!"
Sophie Sullivan squealed. Like an agile monkey, she jumped onto his back. Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, and her slender, well-proportioned legs firmly clamped around his lean waist.
