The Man in the Teddy Bear
After all, I had forgotten to zip up my dress, and as it was such a maidenly dress, it naturally lit a fire in him.
He must be trying to peek and see what I was wearing underneath, wasn't he?
"Oh, that reminds me—"
I hence abruptly turned, catching his blazing gaze just as I hoped. "Is there anything you don't like to eat?"
Zac quickly lowered his gaze to hide his lust, clenching on the pillow to hide his bulge. "No, I'm fine with anything."
I smiled. "That's good."
The kitchen was hot, but my heart was even hotter.