After walking out of the pub, Zachary felt the night breeze on his face, and he had sobered up a lot. He called a taxi and got in the front passenger seat first.
Molly hesitated for a moment before getting into the back of the car.
As they traveled, none of them said anything. After getting out of the vehicle, Zachary led the way while she timidly followed him from behind. She kept her head down the whole time.
Upon returning to his rented house, he took a shower first. After he was done, he noticed she was still standing there. She looked a little lost as she stood still, and her face was awfully red.
"Aren't you going to take a shower?"
Zachary was wrapped in a towel. He took a seat on his bed and teasingly looked at her.
Molly's body trembled a little, and she entered the bathroom. She took her time with her shower and ended up spending half an hour in the bathroom. Then, she finally came out in a towel.
At that moment, she didn't have any makeup on her face anymore. So, Zachary stared at her face to have a better look.
She had a typical-looking face with long eyelashes and well-defined facial features. Her skin was healthily tanned, and her lips were rosy red. At first glance, she felt like an innocent young lady.
She was around 5.4 feet tall and a little on the lean side. However, some parts of her body seemed to have developed well.
Her legs looked nice and long. If he were to rate her, she would be a nine out of ten. The only thing he was unsatisfied about was that she was a little too skinny. It felt like she was malnourished.
When Molly felt his penetrating gaze on her, she became so nervous that her palms became sweaty.
"It's getting late, so let's do this quickly!"
"A-Alright!"
Although she had been daring back at the pub, her mind was actually now blank. She was extremely nervous.
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