A Love Trap

Ashley tugged at her shirt and slowly walked over to Andrew. She opened her mouth to say something to him, but her words seemed to elude her.

Andrew sat on the bed with a hair dryer in his hand. There was a small stool in front of him. He prepared it to help Ashley dry her hair.

Ashley sat on the stool. Although she had lightly wiped her hair with the towel before she walked out of the bathroom, the tips of her hair were still wet. After she stood there for a while, the back side of her shirt was soaked.

Andrew calmly looked away. He gently touched Ashley's hair, turned the hair dryer on, and began to dry her hair.

Andrew gently combed through Ashley's hair with his fingers. Her hair was like a piece of silk that glided in and out of Andrew's hand.

Ashley's hair was very supple, like a piece of silk of extremely high quality. For others, the black long straight hair wasn't that appealing. But it suited Ashley.

She pulled off the black hair look pretty well. Ashley was also blessed with nice features.

A good-looking lady would always be beautiful no matter what she wore or what hairstyle she sported.

Ashley felt Andrew gently caressing her hair with his hand, as if he was appraising a valuable treasure using his fingertips.

The air conditioner in the bedroom was on and provided a slightly nippy atmosphere. However, the wind from the hair dryer was warm. This made Ashley's cheeks blush red.

The hair dryer's steady hum bounced around the bedroom.

After he had thoroughly dried Ashley's hair, Andrew turned the hair dryer off.

He continued to caress Ashley's hair. He combed Ashley's long hair with gentle strokes of his fingers and his palm.

Ashley felt Andrew's hands gently running through her hair. The tugging was just right and she felt her eyes slowly close from experiencing such pleasant strokes.

The atmosphere was quiet.

However, Ashley felt a little hot. "Finished?"

Ashley couldn't help but ask Andrew.

and replied, "Well, your hair is dry now. Come over

Ashley to the bed. She was surprised by Andrew, who suddenly carried

Andrew's, seemingly hypnotized by his enchanting aura. Before she came to her senses, Andrew had gently

pulled the blanket over and quickly covered her legs. Her shyness was in

her back to Andrew.

that moment, sleep hadn't gripped Andrew yet. When he closed his eyes, he thought of the scene when

heavily and couldn't keep his sexual desire

opened his eyes and looked at Ashley.

and wanted to say something but Andrew's kiss quickly stopped

Andrew stayed up late

finally

awoken from a daze. She looked around and frowned when she didn't

check the time. The phone's clock read nine o'clock. Ashley was shocked and shook away the last of the drowsiness

I came to visit Andrew's grandfather. How can I get up so late

one to blame!' thought Ashley.

cheeks began to turn red again. She quickly got up, brushed her teeth and changed

was about to head out of the bedroom when Andrew opened the door. He came in the bedroom with a bowl in his hand.

already finished washing her face and was sitting

glared at him for a

a smile on his

walked over to Ashley, placed the bowl on the bedside table and softly said, "You must be hungry

her head to the other side and replied, "I am not hungry. I

angry for what he did the night

gently said, "Please don't be angry. Have breakfast first. You have to take

hungry,"

stomach would

to find a

hungry, you say?" Andrew

and began to eat the

come here. How could you let me wake up so late? What would your grandfather think of me? He may think that I'm a lazy