Beyond Restraint

A flicker of surprise crossed Arthur's eyes. He clearly had not expected Marcella to choose the bamboo-scented massage oil.

Does this mean Ms. Vance likes me?

The thought alone made the corners of his mouth lift.

"Okay."

Arthur then gave Marcella a full-body massage with practiced, professional skill.

It felt so good that Marcella drifted off to sleep.

Arthur was speechless.

I really messed that u