They were so close to each other that their breaths intertwined.

Raegan's face flushed even more.

She said in a panic, "No, no, no. I can do it myself."

But it was too late. Mitchel had already exerted force on his hand, and she was lifted to bed easily.

The bed in the VIP ward was big. It was only a little smaller than the one in their bedroom. Mitchel held Raegan tightly in his arms.

She had no way to escape anymore.

But she was afraid that she would hurt his injuries, so she suggested cautiously, "We don't need to be so close, right? Your wound is still fresh."

"Do you think we're too close?"

Mitchel lowered his gaze and touched the tip of Raegan's nose with his. He asked in a hoarse voice, "How about this?"

Raegan's face was now as red as the sun-kissed apple. She was about to say something, but Mitchel sealed her lips with his.

He traced her lips with the tip of his tongue, then let go of them.

He said in a magnetic voice, "I can make it more intimate if you like."

Raegan's heart almost jumped out of her chest when she heard Mitchel's words. She quickly extend her hand to stop him.

The expression on Mitchel's face changed. His brows furrowed tightly.

Raegan wasn't sure if it was because of his wound.

While she was worrying, he suddenly said casually, “Don't worry. I won't do anything to you."

Raegan blushed even more. It was as if all her blood gathered in her face. She was embarrassed and annoyed at the same time.

She wanted to scold Mitchel, but she was afraid of being heard by Matteo outside the door. So, she could only glare at him and say in a low voice, "You are bullying me again."

Raegan was not aware that she was so alluring when her face flushed, and she spoke in such a soft voice.

Mitchel's throat tightened and felt dry. His deep-set eyes were filled with undisguised desire.