Chapter 434 Setting Off Back to Horizon City
Willow watched as Mitchell approached with a hairdryer, grinning foolishly at him. "Mitchell, help me dry my hair."
"Okay," Mitchell replied hoarsely, then plugged in the hairdryer and began drying her hair.
Under the light, her long, waist-length black hair hung down naturally, thick and slightly messy, yet soft to the touch. She sat there obediently while he carefully and meticulously dried her hair.
Once it was mostly dry, he put down the hairdryer. Willow, feeling the absence of the warm air, turned to look at him. "Is it done?"
"Yeah, it's done." Mitchell's voice was deep and husky.
"I'm going to take a shower." With that, he headed to the bathroom.
He showered quickly, and when he came out, Willow was still sitting in the same spot, looking a bit dazed.
He emerged with his upper body bare and a towel wrapped around his waist.
Hearing the sound, Willow turned her head and was greeted by the sight of a handsome man fresh out of the shower.
His upper body was strong and muscular, with eight neatly arranged abs and a clearly defined V-line. His skin glistened with droplets of water, leading up to a sexy collarbone and Adam's apple.
For the slightly tipsy Willow, this scene was... overwhelmingly stimulating.
She stared intently at his collarbone, swallowing unconsciously.
Mitchell, noticing her gaze, curved his attractive thin lips and walked towards her. He stopped in front of her, smiling slightly.
Willow looked up at him and giggled foolishly. "Mitchell."
Her voice was coquettish and sweet.
Before Mitchell could react, she stood up and placed her hand on his collarbone, softly saying, "Mitchell, can I touch it..."
The moment her small hand touched his collarbone, Mitchell felt a surge of heat rush through him, realizing that Willow was teasing him. She had already touched him and was only now asking for permission. He was both amused and exasperated. Just as he was about to grab her mischievous hand, he heard Willow murmur, "I want to take a bite."
With that, she leaned in, her lips touching his skin instead of a bite.
Mitchell was completely stunned.
Willow was really bold after drinking.
In his moment of shock, she lost her balance, pushing him down onto the large bed behind him.
His eyes were filled with desire. He placed his hands on her waist, lifting her up, and then captured her mischievous red lips with a passionate kiss.
Willow whimpered, all her sounds muffled.
In this state of being half-drunk, her actions were bold and wild, yet her mind was clear. Her face was flushed. It seemed that it was her first time being on top during sex.
This feeling was incredibly embarrassing.
The next morning, she woke up only after Mitchell had finished packing everything. She jolted awake, flipping over and exclaiming, "Oh no, I overslept! We're going to miss the flight!"
She muttered as she quickly got out of bed, then saw Mitchell, fully dressed, standing by the table with a smile, and a hot breakfast waiting on the table.
"Good morning, Mitchell," Willow said, pausing for a moment before smiling.
The instant she saw Mitchell, memories of the previous night flooded back, causing her face to flush red.
He smiled at her and said, "Good morning. Go wash up, and then come have some breakfast."
With a flight at one o'clock, it was best to have something to eat before heading out.
"Oh." Willow quickly dashed into the bathroom.
Once inside, she saw in the mirror that she was wearing the camisole nightgown she had bought in Maple City. She had originally planned to just browse around, but couldn't resist the enthusiastic sales staff and ended up buying something completely different from her usual style. She hadn't paid much attention to it last night because she was feeling a bit dizzy.
Her collarbone was covered in marks from last night's lovemaking.
Seeing her radiant reflection in the mirror, she quickly lowered her head to wash her face and brush her teeth, then changed into a different outfit. She walked over to the dining table.
Mitchell had ordered room service, which brought milk and cream bread to the room. They each had a glass of milk and a piece of cream bread before taking a cab to the airport.
Victor was busy, and when he called Mitchell last night, Mitchell told him not to come to see them off.
After returning to Horizon City, they had just put their luggage down in the apartment when Jessica called, inviting them over for dinner that evening.
After hanging up, Mitchell saw that it was still early. He picked Willow up and headed for the bed, startling her. "Mitchell, let's unpack first."
Mitchell lay on the bed with her in his arms, smiling at her nervousness when she wasn't drinking. "The luggage can wait. I'll unpack later. Just sleep with me for a bit; the long flight was exhausting. And... I didn't sleep well last night."
Hearing that he hadn't slept well last night, Willow's mind was flooded with vivid images of the night, and she quickly lay still. She watched as he closed his eyes, looking utterly exhausted.
They ended up sleeping for another two hours, only to be woken by a call from Daniel. Willow stirred at the sound of the phone ringing, but Mitchell reached for it first.
"Willow, why aren't you and my brother here yet? I've already finished work and gotten home. Hurry up, we've prepared a ton of your favorite dishes," Daniel urged as soon as the call connected.
When she didn't hear a response for a while, she thought there was a problem with the call. "Hello, Willow, can you hear me?"
Then Mitchell's hoarse voice came through. "We'll be leaving soon."
Daniel was so startled that she stammered, "Oh."
She was still in shock after hanging up, as it was the first time she had heard Mitchell's voice coming from Willow's phone.
And he sounded like they were lying in bed together right now.
Jessica noticed her daughter's dazed expression and asked, "What did Willow say? Are they coming?"
"They'll be leaving soon..." Daniel replied mechanically.
"That's good. Your brother isn't answering his phone; I wonder what he's busy with," Jessica muttered.
Daniel whispered to herself, "Busy giving you a grandchild."
"What did you say?" Jessica didn't catch her muttering and asked again.
Daniel quickly raised her hands. "Nothing."
After Jessica walked away, Daniel patted her chest in relief.
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