Chapter 83: Jameson Ferdinando

A wave of perfume drifted over. Holden Duffus, sprawled on the floor, couldn't help cracking his eyes open. A pair of snow-white, delicate feet happened to fall right into his line of sight. Unfortunately, they were paired with cropped pajama pants, not a skirt. A flicker of disappointment crossed his face. He clicked his tongue, rolled over, and shut his eyes again. Unaware of the shift in his mood, Jayla Letherdale lifted the blanket and climbed onto the bed. She didn't lie down right away....