James said, "You go first. My body is stronger enough to take it."
"But..."
James interrupted, "If you continue to refuse, I'll take a bath with you."
Only then did she stop talking. She went into the bathroom with a red face.
When she came out, she found that he was still waiting at the door. She was stunned for a moment and then quickly stepped aside.
"It's your turn now."
He did not speak, but his hot eyes fell on the white neck outside her bathrobe.
Feeling his gaze on her, Yvonne felt a little awkward. Just as she was about to walk past him, he stopped her.
"Wait for me."
He whispered in her ear, and his magnetic voice had a trace of charm.
He seemed to be hinting at something.
She was slightly stunned. Before she could react, the bathroom door was closed.
Only then did she realize his words. Her cheeks turned red all the way to her ears.
After a long while, she walked to the bed and sat down, wiping her wet hair.
