Chapter 370


    His big hand rested on her waist, gently lifting the hem of her shirt, instantly making contact with her


    skin.


    Chloe’s eyes widened in surprise.


    His hand began to wander under her shirt, feeling the softness of her skin.


    “Enough… if we continue, things will get out of control…”


    Chloe papted slightly, cing her hand on top of his through the fabric of her shirt.


    “You’re really brave, Chloe, topromise with me at a time like this!”


    Damon’s deep voice fell, and he suddenly bent down and bit her lip fiercely.


    Chloe blinked, the fierceness in the man’s eyes making her heart race


    She had a hunch that if it really came to that, she might bepletely worn out.


    “I’m going to take a shower first.”


    Chloe moved away from him, looking at him nervously.


    She sat up from the bed, but Damon grabbed her wrist again, his deep voice making Chloe’s heart


    race again.


    “Shower here.”


    Chloe was taken aback, the first thing that shed through her mind was the text message Damon


    had sent her in the afternoon.


    They’re only missing “spending the night together” now.


    After hesitating for a moment, she nodded.


    “Go ahead, wear my clothes.” Damon smiled, walked over to the closet, and handed her a shirt.


    “Um…” Chloe looked at the clothes in her hand, somewhat hesitant.


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    “What’s up?”


    Damon looked at her, his gaze seemed to indicate that he was ready to pounce on her at any


    moment, which made Chloe shake her head.


    “Nothing.”


    Then she held the clothes and blushed as she walked into the bathroom.


    After her shower, she put on Damon’s shirt.


    At first, she was worried that wearing only a shirt might be too revealing.


    But now looking at herself in the mirror, the shirt just covered her thighs, making her think she was


    overthinking


    She wasn’t a petite woman, but she didn’t expect a man’s shirt to be so loose on her.


    The bathroom door opened, and Chloe tugged on the shirt, her wet hair falling over her shoulders.


    Damon was sitting on the couch, slowly lifting his head, setting his tablet aside. His gaze followed


    her figure, watching her in his shirt, sitting on the bed drying her hair, her sexy legs pressed tightly


    together, attracting his attention.


    He could smell, she had used his shower gel, but on her, it had a different fresh scent, with a


    woman’s fragrance wafting into his nostrils.


    He stood up, took the towel from her hand, and dried her hair for her.


    “Would you like to sleep here tonight?”


    Chloe clenched her fists, looking up at him, their eyes meeting, his deep eyes reflecting the stars on


    theke surface.


    She blinked gently, suddenly feeling a bit reassured, and nodded, “Okay”