Nicole was used to it and did not care about Logan. She went downstairs and got into the car. Clayton also thoughtfully helped her to put on her seatbelt.
When they were halfway home, they were at an intersection waiting at the red light.
Clayton gave Nicole the last chance to backtrack.
"You really don't want to go back?"
Nicole looked at Clayton with a fixed gaze and smiled.
That glance was so enchanting. In the dark, it was especially obvious.
Her voice was light and seemed to carry a million hooks that were hooking his heart. "Well, it’s fine if you insist on sending me back."
Her answer was ambiguous. All of a sudden, the choice was his.
Clayton instantly pursed his lips and regretted asking the question.
The green light came on, and the car started moving.
Clayton took a left turn. His voice was cold and stiff." Nevermind, let's not disturb Chairman Stanton's rest."
Nicole's smile deepened in the dark.
What a two-faced man!
The two of them went straight upstairs from the underground parking lot.
Once they entered the door, Clayton held Nicole’s waist and pressed her against the door.
The two people's breathing instantly became heavier.
Nicole went home with Clayton. They both knew what this meant without explicitly saying it.
The complex emotions Clayton felt were extremely suppressed as he almost lost control.
Clayton looked down at Nicole with his dark and deep eyes that looked like the bottomless ocean in the dark night that could swallow everything.
He was afraid of scaring her, so he was careful, and his movements were very light.
The tip of his nose brushed against her face, and his breath was extremely close.
Clayton could smell the light fragrance of her body.
At this moment, even this fragrance was killing him.
His voice was hoarse as he whispered in her ear.
"Baby, babe..."
It was like a magic voice.
Nicole felt a tingling feeling wherever his hands went.
It was as if she did not even know herself anymore.
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