Chapter 664 Dinner Party (3) Unexpected, So Awkward
Seraphina let out a scream.
Dashiell spun around, trying to catch her, but they were too far apart.
By the time he reached her, she was already falling.
Seraphina reached out to grab him, trying to steady herself, but she missed his hand and grabbed his pants instead.
She fell to her knees right in front of him, tears springing to her eyes from the pain.
What made it worse was that she had fallen right into Dashiell's crotch, her hands still clutching his pants. If he hadn't been wearing a belt, she might have pulled them off.
The scene was beyond awkward.
Both of them were stunned by what had just happened.
Suddenly, everything went quiet.
Seraphina wanted to cry out in pain but held it in. She avoided looking at Dashiell, but when she glanced at the full-length mirror in the bathroom, she saw their reflection and their compromising positions.
Was this a porn shoot?
If her knees weren't hurting so much, she would have bolted.
Fortunately, Dashiell snapped out of it.
"Let go of my pants," he said coldly.
Seraphina realized she was still holding onto his pants and quickly let go.
As soon as she did, she lost her balance and her face pressed directly into his crotch.
Her face turned bright red, and she felt like she was on fire. She worried she'd never live this down.
Dashiell seemed to freeze for a moment, then quickly tried to move away.
Startled, Seraphina tried to steady herself and move away too, grabbing randomly in her haste.
"Seraphina!" Dashiell said, frustrated.
She trembled. She hadn't meant to. She was just too flustered and trying to find something to hold onto. Who would have thought her hand would end up gripping his genitals?
"Let go!" Dashiell said, extremely embarrassed.
She quickly let go, and Dashiell swiftly moved away from her.
He looked like he wanted to avoid her like she was a wild beast.
Did he really need to make it so obvious?
In the next second, Dashiell turned and walked away, not even caring that she was still kneeling on the ground.
The bathroom door slammed shut.
Seraphina looked at her hand, recalling the sensation she had just felt, and then thought about Dashiell leaving.
She endured the pain and finally managed to get up. Her knees were swollen and looked pretty bad.
Innocent people might think she had just fallen, but those with dirty minds might think she had just had sex.
She used a napkin soaked in cold water to apply to her knees. The pain kept her in the bathroom for a while.
It took her a long time to move her legs slightly. When she walked back to the private room, she found Dashiell's seat empty.
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