Chapter 73 You Have To Get Used To Me

• Emerald’s towel almost slipped down, and the base of her thigh, which was the softest part of her body, touched his gritty skin. Feeling something hard under his towel, she felt nervous again.
• This was only their second time, but Patrick seemed very familiar with her body. He wrapped her with his arms, and his eyes seemed deeper under his short, black hair. “It’s been a year. Do you still remember me?”
• His ambiguous words set fire on her body. In a low voice, she responded. “I almost died at that time. How could I forget?”