Chapter 589 The Fun Night

She gulped a little. Whoa, is he a telepath like Anya? But I haven't said anything yet. She took her candles and went upstairs to decorate the room. By nine at night, she was already waiting for him on the couch. Eventually she heard the sound of his footsteps. Her heart started beating faster with each footstep. He's here.
Elliot had taken his trench coat off, and he was wearing a dark shirt inside. His pants were wrapped tightly around his taut, muscular legs. He came to her side and patted her head. "I'll get showered." Elliot went to the bathroom and came back out in his pajamas twenty minutes later. The look in his eyes was passionate enough to burn her up.
She knew he was thinking of her as a work of art, and he was admiring it.