"What am I? A rascal? Shameless? Or just a rogue?" Chad Yakov grasped her fingers, pulling her hand to his lips and giving it a kiss.
"Sorry, that's just how I am. You knew I was a rogue from the first day we met."
He just took advantage of her while she was asleep, perfectly living up to the rogue personality.
"You're shameless!" It was the first time Victoria Gibson met a rogue who was so self-assured, she stared at him wide-eyed.
If only she could win in a fight, she would have given his smug face a punch by now.
"Yes, I'm shameless. But who was it last night, laying on my chest asleep, drooling all over me? If I hadn't been kind enough to help her undress, it would've soaked more than just one set of clothes."
Chad Yakov rested his hands behind his head, facing Victoria Gibson's furious face, and spoke leisurely.
Upon hearing this, Victoria Gibson was taken aback.
Then, she realized that Chad Yakov really wasn't wearing clothes, his shirt...
