Connor Osborne emerged from the bathroom to find such a beauty sprawled across his bed. His brows furrowed slightly as he nudged her with his hand, "Don't sleep yet, go take a shower quickly. You're all drenched in sweat, it's uncomfortable to sleep like that."
"I'm exhausted and don't want to move," Scarlett Zimmerman flipped over, lying prone on the bed—she truly had no energy left.
Connor Osborne watched the woman suddenly flip and crawl. His Adam's apple bobbed a few times. If they hadn't just finished recently, if they hadn't exhausted all their strength earlier, he probably would've lost control over himself again.
He sighed helplessly. This woman was just too much to handle. He never liked to sleep sticky and sweaty, so he had no choice but to pick her up horizontally and head towards the bathroom.
"Are you going to bathe me?" Scarlett Zimmerman asked with a chuckle, her arms hanging around Connor Osborne's neck.
