Karen struggled to free herself, but he wouldn't let go.
"I'm just not up for it today. I'm beat," Jeffrey complained. He felt like his eyes must be ringed with dark circles.
Come on, he was practically an invalid! "What was the point of bringing me here, then?" "To get to know the place.” "You said we'd do it three times, and after that, we'd be strangers. What's there to get to know?" Karen snatched her jacket back and slid into it, "If you're not in the mood, I'm outta here." She stormed out like a gust of wind, not even pretending to leave room for argument.
Jeffrey exhaled sharply and quickly caught up to her with his long strides, "Fine, we'll do it, okay?" Karen was loss for words. She found what he said awkward.
"It's not like I'm forcing you. You make it sound like I'm the one who's being pushy!" "No, that's not what I meant." Jeffrey pulled her back into the bedroom, then crossed his arms and started to peel off his shirt.
Karen wasn't quite used to the sight of his bare chest. She quickly looked away, but she wondered if she should sneak another peek after she got a feeling that he was kinda hot.
Despite Jeffrey's frequent bar-hopping, he didn't have a beer belly. Instead, he sported a set of nicely chiseled abs, and when he lifted his arms, you could even catch a glimpse of the defined oblique muscles, also known as "adonis belt." "If you want to look, just look. You can even touch," Jeffrey moved forward intentionally. He had caught her wandering gaze a long while ago. "Why don't you try?" he teased.
"I don't want to!" Karen turned her back on him and covered her eyes. "Turn off the lights and draw the curtains!" "Hold on, I need a shower first." Jeffrey was feeling grimy after sleeping in his car the previous night. Even his stubble started to show.
"Whatever!" Karen listened to him slip into a robe and then head into the bathroom, where the sound of running water soon filled the room.
She thought she could finally relax, but when she turned around— She discovered that the glass of Jeffrey's master bathroom was see-through! He was in there showering, and everything was visible from the outside.
"That pervert!" Karen's face suddenly flushed with indignation. Though she cursed under her breath, her eyes obediently followed the contours of his figure all along.
It made perfect sense that women were tripping over themselves to get to Jeffrey. He was handsome, charming, from a wealthy family, and a major stakeholder at the Lopez Corporation. And his social generosity was legendary. Plus, living alone in such a sprawling villa, with who knows how many properties to his name, it was no wonder women were drawn to him.
It just seemed unfair that some guys got all the luck! Karen quickly looked away when she saw Jeffrey reaching for a towel, pretending she hadn't been watching.
"Need a shower?" Jeffrey asked, raising an eyebrow as he was toweling off his hair.
"Nope! Thinking I wouldn't notice the peepshow glass? I know your tricks!" Jeffrey paused and glanced at the glass following her accusation, then realized, "Oh, that glass is remote-controlled. Just forgot to switch it, that's all." He grabbed a remote from the table and pressed a button. The glass promptly turned opaque. "See, fixed!" Karen bit her lips.
"Wait a second, how did you know my glass was transparent? You were watching?" Jeffrey squinted at her teasingly.
Karen could feel her cheeks burning hot.
But she'd never admit to her voyeurism, "Please, as if I'd want to watch your trashy body!"
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