Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 840

"The bathroom is slippery. What if you fall again?" Damon asked.

"I'll be careful," Nyla promised.

Damon shook his head. "No. I'm running the bath. You're using the bathtub today."

As he turned to leave, Nyla quickly grabbed his arm. "Then ask Lydia to help me instead."

Damon glanced back at her, raising an eyebrow. "Lydia is busy making dinner. Besides, I'm your boyfriend. Do you not trust me?"

Nyla felt her cheeks heat up, unable to meet his gaze. It took her a moment to find her voice.

"Men and women are different," was all she managed to say.

"Why are you worried? I've seen all of you," Damon replied.

Nyla was at a loss for words. How could he say something so embarrassing in such a calm tone?!

She glared at him. "Damon, don't push it!"

her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were wide and wet-unintentionally

gaze darkened, like flames igniting in the darkness, ready to burn everything in its

the danger, Nyla instinctively moved

over her. "Nyla, are you afraid of what I

her lip and didn't respond, but her wary eyes

crimson from her bite,

head, kissing her lips. They

through her, sending waves of

resisting, Damon cradled the back of

Time seemed to stretch.

Nyla felt she might pass out,

my reward for helping you with your bath." Nyla pushed him away and looked up at him. "You wanted to help me. I gave you that opportunity. Shouldn't I

his mouth with her hand. "Stop

in her

spoke, his lips brushed lightly against Nyla's hand, creating an atmosphere thick with

her hand, her

discomfort and stood up,

of running