Continuation of "Gone with the Wind"

Chapter 150 [-] Lola's Groom ([-])

James looked up at her.It's better for her to rest first, maybe in this way, he can do something.Throughout the night, he couldn't concentrate and couldn't read any books at all.

He couldn't explain why Laura was able to occupy so much of his thoughts, he only knew that when she changed her wedding dress, he was completely taken aback.Looking back, he thought she would change into some satin pajamas with lace trim, but instead, she only put on a simple pajamas.Although the reason for his rapid breathing was extremely simple, the changes it caused in his body were indescribable.

He forced himself to return his attention to the textbook, but he couldn't forget the pajamas, which vaguely outlined the outline of her body.Besides, he couldn't forget the way her short black hair fell on her cheek when she bowed her head.I hope he has the courage to brush her hair away; I hope that her fragile expression when she stood by the window has not given him a new feeling for her!If only he could forget that damned kiss!

He decided to leave the book and go to the bathroom.He needed some cold water to refresh his tired eyes.

A few minutes later, he walked into the bedroom again in good spirits.Although he had told himself not to do it, he couldn't help sneaking a peek at Laura on the bed.She seemed to have fallen asleep, with one leg protruding from under the quilt and pressing it on top of the quilt, and one arm resting randomly on top of her head.

James couldn't help smiling.When she is awake, she may be a meticulous woman, but when she falls asleep, all the restraint is gone with the wind.He walked over, helped her pull up the quilt, and put her legs under the quilt very carefully.Her legs were soft and warm, like her soft sighs.

Slowly, James' smile faded.If he hadn't known her for a long time, maybe he would have mistakenly thought that Laura was the kind of woman he liked.

"I'm going to take a shower," Laura said loudly.

James was lying on the bed just in time to watch Laura put down the binder and pen through the gap between the pillows.She got up at dawn to prepare her speech.As for himself, he read until late at night before climbing into bed, and fell asleep unconsciously when he did.To be honest, he still feels groggy now.

"Hmm..." he replied vaguely.

Laura looked away at the man she had spent the night with.He was lying on the bed with one leg bent, one arm hanging over the edge of the bed.He was still wearing jeans and the button-down shirt, and he still had a bushy beard on his face, and a look of tiredness from a few hours' sleep.His slovenliness looked a lot sexier than last night, if possible, but honestly, it made Laura feel a little pissed off.

"Have a bright and pleasant morning," she said in an unfriendly tone, desperate for an excuse to put distance between them.

"Hmm..." James murmured again, then closed his eyes again as Laura closed the bathroom door.

It didn't take long before she was standing under the warm and soothing hood.She closed her eyes, letting the tense muscles relax slowly.It had been a long time since she had experienced such emotional tension.Her workload has been particularly overwhelming since her marriage.

She turned around and let the steaming hot water hit her back, trying to drive out the lingering dream from last night's dream.Yet it was at war with her, and surrounded her with faint memories.There was a man in the dream, a strange man, following her closely.She felt attracted to him, yet he also frightened her because he seemed to have the power to hurt her.

Then the dream suddenly changed to a picture of her begging her father not to leave.She knew that the stranger was her father, but when he turned around, it was a stranger's face.She had a feeling that if she tried a little harder, she could see the blurred face clearly.But, then or now, she refused to see him.She lowered her head and let the clean water flow into her hair.

She didn't hear the phone ring.

James, who was half asleep and half awake, jumped up when he heard the phone ring.In a vague dream, he dreamed about his upcoming exam, and he was late, turned away, and not allowed to take the exam.On the other hand, he clearly heard the sound of running water in the distance.His masculine instincts naturally wove a woman's body, a naked, hot, dreamy body.Before the phone rang, in his fantasy he was about to lift the shower curtain and step into the tub with Laura.

He cursed a few words in a low voice, not only angry at himself for such inappropriate fantasies, but also angry at the annoying ringing of the phone for interrupting his dream.He sat up from the bed, ran his fingers through his hair, and got up to answer the phone.

"Hello?" he growled.

"James?"

The voice on the phone sounded familiar, but Jajaim couldn't recognize who it was, "Yes, I am."

"I'm Doug."

He recognized his voice, "Oh, hi, Doug."

"I know you two were forced to go on your honeymoon."

"Let's say it's Laura's grandmother who is so convincing!"

The conversation between the two paused for a while.During this time, Jajaim swore that what his law professor really wanted to ask was whether the two of them killed each other.

Doug, however, asked skillfully, "How's it going?"

"It's okay." Jia James added in his heart, for two people who want to kill each other.

"I don't want to disturb you, but I have something important to talk to Laura about."

"She's taking a bath." Jajaim fell back into the reverie that tormented him earlier, and fought it.

"What a coincidence!" After a moment of silence, Doug continued, "I'm sorry, I have an unkind request. Could you please call her for me. Normally I would ask her to call me back, but since I don't know How long am I going to be here, and frankly, I have to get in touch with her as soon as possible because of the upcoming court case."

"Oh, good." James replied, "Wait a minute." He put down the receiver and walked towards the bathroom.The sound of running water in the bathroom was quite clear, and for some reason, his pulse was beating faster and faster.So, cursing himself like an idiot, he yelled, "Hey, phone!"

There was no echo except for the sound of running water.

Jajaim knocked on the door and called again, "Hey, your telephone operator."

There was still no echo, only the sound of water flowing, and the sound of water flowing seemed to be getting louder.

"Lola?" Jajaim called out.

Still no reply, he cursed in a low voice while turning the doorknob.As he did so, he told himself that it wasn't the wisest thing to do, but it wasn't until he peeked through the crack of the door at the figure behind the shower curtain that he realized he was playing with fire.Suddenly, he felt dry mouth and sweaty palms.He knew he was in big trouble.He wanted to turn his head away, but couldn't.He was in a daze at home, he could only stare at Laura's soft and smooth silhouette, at her curved neck, watching the water flow through her hair, her small, curvy buttocks and buttocks.

Suddenly, the flow of water stopped.Close the door, Jajaim told himself.Then a hand emerged from behind the plastic shower curtain, fumbling with the towel.After a while, the bath towel was taken in.Jajaim told himself again, close the door.Then, the sound of the shower curtain being drawn filled the small space.Ah, no, thought Jajaim, it's too late to close now.This idea was confirmed on the spot when Lola looked up and saw him.

For a long time, the two of them just stared at each other.What Jajaim saw was a lawyer who charged a high price, appearing in front of him in the form of a woman, with only a bath towel on her body, no makeup on her face, and only wet hair against her cheek.

What Laura saw was the face that she had been deliberately keeping a distance from.She only realized now that her efforts were futile, as if she only realized now that although she was wearing a towel, she was still naked in front of this man.She also discovered that this man was the stranger who appeared in her dream.Laura didn't want to continue with this later idea, because it really put her off.

"What are you going to do?" She sounded like he was a psycho who broke into women's bathrooms.

What is he going to do?Oh, too many.First, he wanted his heart to stop beating like a drumstick.Then he asked Laura's lips to stop tempting him to kiss her.Then, what he wanted more than anything else, was to walk into the shower with her, pull the towel off her body, and caress her.However, the most important thing is that he needs a psychiatrist to tell him why he has the above desires, and the other party is a woman he doesn't like, and doesn't even want to like.

Boldly and recklessly, with appreciative eyes, he looked at Laura from head to toe, including every inch of her exposed skin, even including her hidden part under the towel, and then said slowly: "I don't want to do anything." , Heartthrob, it's Doug who wants to talk to you."

Laura wasn't sure what she really wanted to hear, but it definitely wasn't about Doug.Moreover, she never wanted to show hot and annoying discomfort under his gaze.This feeling only added to her anger, "So, can you give me a few minutes of privacy?"

"Of course. In fact, I can give you a whole century of privacy."

She smiled mockingly, "Thank you for your generosity."