"..."
Thea Shaw was at a loss for words this time.
Landon Ford gave her a knowing smile: "If you're willing..."
"I'm not willing!"
Landon regrettably said, "Then I'll go shower by myself first."
He placed extra emphasis on the word "myself."
The bathroom was far from the living room; that's the benefit of a wealthy person's house—it's big, and the soundproofing is excellent.
Thea couldn't hear or see anything.
But it didn't stop her mind from wandering, right?
Normally, in a budding romance, if the boyfriend is showering inside, can the girlfriend not get a little restless?
As the saying goes, if you don't desire his body, you're not normal!
Yet Thea's boldness stopped at her imagination; mainly, without any sound to give her a hint, she didn't even know if Landon was actually showering.
Landon didn't dawdle; he came out in about twenty minutes, drying his hair.
At this moment, it was clear that Landon was an easygoing guy.
