The close hug and the vague feeling of distance had made Florence Fraser frightened and nervous all the time.
However, she did not know that whether Ernest Hawkins’s hug was too warm or she was too tired. She did not actually know when she fell asleep in Ernest’s hug.
She even had a good sleep until the next morning.
Florence opened her eyes and looked at the top of the tent. After being a blur for a second, she finally came back to her senses.
When she wanted to raise her hand, her arm had touched something. It was a comfortable, smooth, and warm feeling. It seemed like human skin…
Suddenly, she was stunned and she felt nervous. She immediately became clear-headed.
She turned her head stiffly and looked at her side. She saw Ernest’s extremely handsome face and his bright eyes.
He was looking at her and it seemed that he was showing a faint smile.
“Are you awake?”
“I, I am awake…”
Why were they in the same blanket?
And they were wearing so little… they were not even wearing pyjamas.
It was like there was a string trembling vigorously in her mind and it was almost broken.
She was extremely shy and embarrassed. She hurriedly pulled the blanket and wanted to get up. At the moment, Ernest’s strong arm was on her waist and she suddenly could not move.
Ernest looked at Florence leisurely while supporting his head with his hand. His handsome face moved closer to her.
His voice was deep and sexy.
“I had become a heating pad for you for the whole night. Are you leaving without giving me any gratitude?”
“Then, how should I thank…”
Florence was extremely nervous as if she was getting crazy.
She could clearly smell Ernest’s good body smell and see the well-built body below his clavicle at such a close distance…
“I will take it myself.”
Ernest’s pressed lips seemed like showing a smile.
Then, he tilted his body, and his thin lips kissed Florence’s forehead.
Florence was suddenly stunned like a wooden log.
Did Ernest kiss her?
Not in a situation that a man and a woman were staying together under such sexual tension, but, in early of the morning…
The soft kiss on her forehead was like a morning kiss.
What, what was he thinking about?
Timothy Reid was indeed here early in the morning. Ernest walked out of the tent first and asked Timothy to bring two sets of new clothes.
Florence got on the yacht after changing the clothes and prepared to go back to the hotel.
Although she had only gone out for a day and a night, the day was enriching. However, the night had boggled Florence’s mind. She did not even dare to look at Ernest.
Her mind was extremely confused.
Florence and Ernest went back to the hotel together. When they reached the entrance of the hotel, Florence saw Cooper Scott.
His facial expression looked bad. He kept making calls as if he was very anxious.
“Cooper, what happened?”
When Cooper saw Florence, a joyful look was seen in his eyes and he took big steps towards her.
His voice could not hide his excitement, “You finally come back. I could not find and call you last night. I thought something had happened to you.”
After a while, he carefully looked at Florence’s body from top to bottom.
“Where did you go last night? Are you fine?”
“I am fine. My phone got into the water. Sorry for making you worry.”
Florence smiled and her heart felt warm for Cooper’s concern.
Although they had not spent much time together, Cooper treated her really good and he was a true friend.
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