Chapitre 224: Now, Relax

When they entered her bedroom, Lydia was suddenly self-conscious. She squeezed his hand and turned to him. 

"Let me take a shower," Lydia said, catching him off guard. 

Lydia just realized it had been three years since she last slept with someone and needed to prepare herself.

Weston raised a brow but released her hand. "It's your house, do as you please, little fireball."

"Don't call me that," Lydia said, hiding a smile as she approached her walk-in closet, her heart threatening to jump from her chest. She was nervous, but still took out her nicest nightgown.

"It's the perfect nickname," Weston responded. "Especially for your feisty nature."

Weston glanced around her large bedroom and the windows that overlooked the city. She was just a floor below the penthouse and had spectacular views of the entire city from here. His lips curled.