This... this rogue!
He's absolutely incorrigible!
Scarlett Yates' reaction amused Matthew Saxon.
He saw the mist in those startled eyes, as if they were wet like a deer's, cautiously staring at him.
He couldn't help but curl his lips, chuckling softly.
"Coward." He looked at her, a light smile tugging at his eyebrows, "Weren't you just so bold? If you can't play, don't cause trouble everywhere. I was just teasing you. Did you really think I'd be interested in a woman as underdeveloped as you?"
"Despicable, vulgar, shameless!" Her small face turned as red as a cooked shrimp, glaring at him furiously, and instinctively covered her chest with one hand.
Matthew Saxon's playful gaze fell on her hand and he couldn't help but laugh again, "It's flat enough there already. If you keep pressing down, it's really going to turn into a flat plain."
Scarlett was stunned, her face heating up again, and she growled through gritted teeth, "Despicable, vulgar, shameless!"
