He had closed his eyes; his eyelashes were quite Long. And the smell of mint mixed with a hint of wine reached her nostrils.
The kiss felt so... intoxicating.
Afraid that her heart might explode, Erica pushed Matthew away.
Yes! Erica was able to do that. It took every ounce of will she had, but she did it.
She jumped out of bed. Without putting on her slippers, she rushed to the door.
As soon as her hand was on the door knob, she suddenly remembered that she forgot her phone. So, without even looking at him, she ran back there as fast as she could.
She grabbed her phone, and donned her slippers at the same time.
Without sparing him even a single glance, she hurried out of the bedroom.
All of this took place in a matter of seconds.
As Gifford said, she could run really fast.
Erica made her way to the rooftop of the villa. Looking at the pitch black sky, she took a deep breath.
Matthew was so incredibly sexy. A gentle kiss from him could detonate her heart. If he ever gave her a deep kiss, she might die on the spot.
When she calmed down, she took out her phone, found Wesley's number, and called him.
She called him several times, but no one answered.
In the Leonard family's house
Blair threw her ringing phone to Wesley.
"Your daughter called you, but you never picked up. So now she's calling me. Maybe it's important.
Just answer your phone."
“No way. It's ten o'clock now. It's their wedding night! Why is she calling me now?" Wesley rolled over, pulled the covers to his head, and closed his eyes again.
“What if it's urgent? Answer it, or we won't get any sleep. She'll keep calling. You know how stubborn she is." Blair was sure if they kept ignoring the phone, Erica wouldn't give up until her battery died.
Wesley sat up on the bed and grabbed Blair's phone, which had just begun ringing again. He pressed the answer key and said bluntly, "Okay,
Erica. I hope you have a really good reason for calling."
"Yeah, Dad. It's important. I want to. the right words.
." She paused, trying to summon
“What do you want?"