She was not as innocent as she thought.

Quickly, she turned her back on him, trying to focus on changing into her dress.

Brian watched her, a glint of amusement in his eyes accompanied by a hint of pride.

He could still draw her in, it seemed.

Rosalynn managed to remove her pajamas and slipped into the white dress.

She struggled with the zipper at the back.

Without hesitation, Brian stepped up behind her, pulling the zipper up for her.

His warm body brushed against her, his arms encircling her waist and his moist lips grazing her ear.

Rosalynn stiffened, quickly wriggling out of his embrace and stepping forward.

“Brian, if you keep this up, I'm going to get mad!"

His mischievous antics were getting to her.

Feigning innocence, Brian asked, “Honey, what did I do?"

Rosalynn shot him a glare.

"Your face is plastered with desire!"

He chuckled.

“You make it sound as though I'm a lecher."

As Rosalynn inserted her earrings, she cast a look at his alluring face and found herself nodding in agreement.

“Yes, you are somewhat of a lecher, especially in bed."

Brian's brows quirked upward as he flashed a wicked grin.

"I thought you rather enjoyed that. Perhaps I should be even more uninhibited next time."

Rosalynn rolled her eyes.

"Fine, I retract my previous statement. I won't fall for a lecher