,"Uh... Nathan Moore... no..." Titus Zane desperately tried to avoid him. This man really had some nerve. Her mother and sister were still sitting in the outside hall, and just as she stepped into the bathroom, he followed right in, seemingly oblivious to the need for discretion.
"Tell me, no what, hm?" Nathan Moore actually backed off a bit, his handsome face withdrawing slightly, his dark eyes ink-stained as they met Titus Zane's gaze, yet his tall and robust body still pressed against hers.
Titus Zane was unfamiliar with this side of Nathan Moore.
Once, he used to corner her like this too, leaving her no way out. However, back then, his eyes were filled with hatred, disgust, and a destructive emotion, not like now, brimming with... desire.
Titus Zane did not realize when their relationship had progressed to this point, but when he looked at her, there was affection in Nathan Moore's eyes...
