Brian only held her tighter.

“Except that."

“Then we can sleep in separate rooms."

“I can't do that either."

His embrace was starting to feel stifling, so Rosalynn struggled harder. Glaring at him, she said, “Leave me alone. I don't want to see you right now."

“If that's the only problem, then you can just not look at me.”

With those words, Brian bent over, picking up a blanket from the sofa and pulling it over Rosalynn's head.

Before Rosalynn could understand what was happening, she was captured inside, the cloth obscuring her vision.

The next moment, she felt her body being lifted from the floor.

“Brian, what the hell are you doing?"

“You can't see right now, so I'll help you with your shower."

Rosalynn rolled her eyes.

"Brian, why do you keep doing this?"

"Because it works."

Without further explanation, he carried her into the bathroom and put her inside the tub.

The blanket was still covering her head, but Rosalynn felt his hands taking off her clothes one by one.

Now that she couldn't see, her other senses were heightened.

His fingers glided across her skin, the touch light as a feather and sending small shivers down her body.

Rosalynn tried to remove the blanket, but Brian always intercepted her movements.

Her body was slowly being bared as he took off her clothes. Embarrassed and annoyed, Rosalynn protested, “Stop it! Is this what you mean by something working? You're just forcing it on me!"

“Are you not satisfied? I see. I'll have to work harder."

Despite being covered by the cloth, Rosalynn could hear the smile in Brian's voice. His slender fingers did not cease in their leisurely exploration of her now-naked body, playing around sensitive spots and leaving a trail of heat on her skin. Rosalynn was helpless against his incessant touch, her limbs steadily losing strength.