Chapter 351 Hazel, Kiss Me
- Zachary Luellen was taking a cold shower when the frosted glass door sounded—knock, knock, knock.
- He froze for a beat, then reached out and slid the door open. A slim, graceful silhouette stood outside. Hazel Sullivan had come.
- “Why are you out of bed? Not sleepy anymore?” The corners of Zachary’s narrow eyes burned red. He fixed that intense gaze on her and asked in a low, blunt growl.