Chapter 153 Awkward Moment
"She is drunk, but I'm not a beast," Quentin said.
Gabriel raised an eyebrow, questioning, "So you think I am?"
Quentin remained silent.
Over the years, despite Gabriel often appearing as a perfect gentleman, refined and elegant, his words could be deadly when he chose to be sharp-tongued.
Having been with him for so many years, Quentin could only think of one term: slick-haired scum.
"Take your stuff and leave," Quentin began to usher him out.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in live performances, nor do I have a voyeuristic fetish," Gabriel replied slowly.
It was this remark that made Quentin curse outright, then he pushed him. "Get out of here, and stay far away."
Gabriel had already reached the door when suddenly, Jessica's words came to his mind.
"Grace, I think that cute guy in your phone has a great body, much better than Gabriel's. You should introduce him to me!"
He squinted his eyes instantly, turning to Quentin. "But I think, with your physique, you might seem a bit bland to Grace."
"What do you mean?"
"She likes men with good bodies," said Gabriel.
Quentin didn't care and sneered, "My body isn't good enough?"
"It's good," Gabriel nodded, then smiled. "But probably not as good as the cute guy and the mature older man in her phone. I heard her camera is full of rich content, all kinds of styles, everything a girl could want."
Realizing what he meant, Quentin's face turned dark immediately.
Gabriel had just left when Grace, having taken a bath, came out wrapped in a towel, her long, white legs bare, and drying her wet hair.
Because she had just bathed, her small face was still moist, with a touch of blush.
Already stunningly beautiful, the natural rouge made her even more alluring.
Quentin immediately felt his mouth go dry, but recalling Gabriel's words, a cold aura swiftly enveloped him, his blue eyes turning inscrutable, completely unreadable.
Suddenly, he reached out, his large hand gripping Grace's small chin, his voice low and cold as if it came from his throat. "Cute guy? Older man?"
Grace's face wrinkled in pain. "Quentin, what are you doing, let go of me."
"Grace," his voice, wrapped around her earlobe, was serious and solemn. "Besides me, I advise you not to think of anyone else."
"Of course, I don't want to. Right now, I just want to sleep," said Grace.
With that, she quickly jumped onto the bed, wrapped herself in the blanket, and hugged herself tightly.
Watching her, Quentin smiled, his mood lightening considerably.
When Gabriel returned to his room, the hotel staff had just finished bathing Jessica.
He found some pajamas and handed them in.
The staffs opened the bathroom door after dressing Jessica in her pajamas.
Seeing this, Gabriel walked over and picked her up, then placed her on the bed.
Feeling refreshed from her bath, Jessica experienced a sense of lightness, turning over and drifting off into sleep.
Until the next day.
"Grace," she called softly as she rolled on the bed.
But no one responded.
"Grace," Jessica called again, "Grace, how have you been? What's going on? My head hurts so much!"
Though she was speaking, Jessica hadn't really woken up, her eyes still closed, calling out instinctively.
After calling out several times with no response, she reached out and made contact. What she felt was the cotton pajamas on Gabriel, so Jessica didn't find anything unusual.
"Grace, this bed is so comfortable!" she said, turning over and suddenly pulling Gabriel into her arms.
At the same time, she wrapped her legs around him.
Snuggling closer into his embrace, Jessica found a comfortable position and was very satisfied.
Meanwhile, she murmured softly, "Grace, why do I feel like you've grown taller, and your body seems firmer? Have you been working out lately, training for abs? I heard abs are very sexy, I'm so jealous. Can I touch them? I promise, just a little touch."
Before she finished speaking, Jessica's small hand had already slipped into Gabriel's pajamas, accurately finding his waist.
At that moment, Gabriel felt like he had been electrocuted, his whole body shivering, his lips parting as he breathed heavily.
Morning was a time of high hormones, and her touch reignited his desire.
And each time it came back stronger.
Jessica, with her eyes closed, sighed, "Grace, this is amazing! How did you train? I want to try it when I get back."
As she was about to withdraw her hand, Jessica's hand seemed to touch something.
Without thinking much, she immediately pulled her hand back.
At that moment, she felt like she was being held down and pressed into the bed.
Her hand once again felt the strength and firmness of the person beside her, and suddenly, she realized something was amiss and immediately opened her eyes.
When she saw the familiar face in front of her, she almost thought she was mistaken.
Gabriel?
How could it be?
How could he be here?
Jessica was so shocked she couldn't speak. After a while, she found her voice, uttering, "What are you doing here? And why are you in my bed?"
"Why can't I be here?" Gabriel retorted.
Gabriel then added, "I arrived last night."
"What?" Jessica was shocked again.
Although she was very drunk last night and had some memory gaps, after a night's sleep, she felt much more refreshed.
And she wasn't completely unaware of what happened last night; she had some vague impressions.
"Grace, do you know? I just saw a fake Gabriel."
"Grace, I think that cute guy in your phone has a great body, much better than Gabriel's. You should introduce him to me!"
"An older man would be fine too, mature and caring."
"You jerk, go away!"
"Get away from me."
Some fragmented memories began to surface in Jessica's mind.
Suddenly, she bit her lip, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.
'Oh my God, did I really say those things? Did i actually criticize his body to his face? And ask Grace to introduce me to a new boyfriend? God, did I really say that? How could I face him now?' A series of questions popped up.
Ignoring the intimate position between them, Jessica focused on another question.
"How did you get here? And how did you know I was here?" Jessica asked.
Gabriel was about to speak when Jessica quickly said, "Don't tell me you just happened to be on a business trip and ran into me. I don't believe in such coincidences."
"It wasn't a coincidence," he replied.
"Then what was it?"
