Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 562

Chapter 562 It’s Too Late for That

Deirdre was stunned. This was not what she was thinking at all! But before she could

explain herself further, a new gale tore through them. Seaside towns were no strangers

to strong, chilling winds. Their journey was only 100 meters long, yet it felt like they had

lost half of their body warmth by the 50-meter point.

Her body shuddered on its own. Brendan felt it coursing through his arm and drew her

even more closely into his chest. “About 50 meters left.”

They braved the weather. It was as the waitress had predicted-the rain kept getting

heavier. Had they chosen to stay inside the restaurant, they would not have been able to

come out.

The umbrella did a shoddy job of keeping the elements out of them. By the time they

reached the car, Deirdre was wet. The first thing Brendan did after getting inside was to

turn on the heater before pulling out a towel from the backseat. He passed it to her,

stating, “Wipe yourself.”

She thanked him out of reflexive courtesy and reached out to the man’s fingers. It felt

like touching a statue made from ice.

Her fingers were already as cold as they could get, while Brendan’s fingers were pretty

much cryogenically frozen. It shocked her to remember—after giving her his coat,

a pair of pants. An attire like

was in no better state than she

Deirdre hesitated for a moment and passed the towel back to him.

dry. I at least had your coat. Compared to

did not take it. “I don’t need

He was right. He

bad that the wipers

sit still

uncomfortable silence.

could,

her, their chilliness seeping

freezing temperature. She covered her

sneeze and shivered.

frowned. ‘Take off your

his direction in an instant,

clued Brendan in about

have any ulterior motive, okay? I’m

to wipe your skin with a towel, and you’ll

on like this, you’ll

rather catch

herself defensively. It would have been easier

in front

in concern, but he pretended to

some goodie

never seen you naked before. But I’ve done more than seen

body, Deirdre. I’ve even touched it, rubbed it, played with it,

“Shut up!”

her protest came out as a hushed, quiet rebuff. She

talk about this,

car. Just the sounds of their breathing together perturbed

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