Chapter 678: I Can’t Control Myself When I Think of You

"Isn’t Nathaniel Monroe your friend? You two grew up together. What’s there to see that you haven’t seen before?"

A cold, electronic female voice came from the phone. Chloe Reed’s position was firm: there was absolutely no way she was giving him a bath.

Walker Grant faced her, his tone equally insistent. "Seeing isn’t the same as touching, Chloe. You know I don’t touch other people, and no one else is allowed to touch me."

"Then wash yourself."

Chloe Reed was resolute and immediately put her phone away.

Walker Grant heard the click of her phone locking. His thin lips pressed into a line. After a moment, he said, "Can you at least walk me to the bathroom, then?"

Hearing this, Chloe Reed’s fine, elegant brows furrowed.

She stared at Walker Grant’s face, feeling a sense of helplessness.’She knew that once he made up his mind, it was nearly impossible to change it.’

She stood up, helped him out of bed by the arm, and they went to the bathroom.

Then, she had him stand to the side, pulled out her phone, and typed, "Take off your clothes. If I see any... other reactions, you’re not allowed to shower."

At her words, an eyebrow twitched beneath Walker Grant’s gauze bandages, and he slowly nodded.

Reed went to

around to find him standing there, completely naked and looking

fluttered, and her gaze

and couldn’t get wet.

remembered that he never used to

these

All because of her.

squeezed by an invisible

breath, walked over, and took his hand, writing on his palm: "I’ll go get a waterproof patch from the

"Mm."

standing perfectly still like an obedient

after her presence had faded

his head back slightly, his sexy Adam’s apple bobbing as he tried desperately

couldn’t

he

he walked directly under the showerhead, turned the

down

walk out

returned, she found him standing under the

words of rebuke wouldn’t come. Instead, she

was even using cold

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