Love in Twilight novel (Clarissa and Damien)
Chapter 389

Chapter 389 She Was Lusting After Him When Damien was done, Clarissa went into the bathroom to wash up. Before this, there hadn't been any other men around. Damien had just bathed, and the bathroom was still filled with steam, the scent of shampoo and shower gel, as well as male pheromones.

He had hung the towel he had used on the rack, and it was still damp.

Clarissa hadn't intended to bathe on this day, but she still did.

As she stood under the shower, she thought about how Damien had looked with the towel wrapped around him. She started to tremble, and her hormones were suddenly all over the place. Fortunately, the warm water soothed her.

When she was done bathing, she put on her pajamas and strode out of the bathroom.

Damien was already in bed. He was using his arms as a pillow, and he was resting his eyes.

He opened his eyes when he heard her walk out. When he saw that her hair was still dripping, he asked, "You still don't have the habit of blow-drying your hair, huh?"

"Yeah, it's too troublesome." Clarissa's face was red from her bath. She rubbed her hair with the towel, then left it hanging around her neck. Before getting into bed, she pulled down the bed hangings.

Damien hadn't even noticed them.

"You even have these things?" he asked, staring at her slender wrists.

"Yeah. It might be winter now, but there could still be mosquitoes. Sleeping with the bed hangings down makes me feel more secure. When I was a student, I had bed hangings in my dormitory as well," Clarissa answered.

Damien was intrigued. "Why didn't I know about this when you were living with me?"

"That's your home, and a luxurious one at that. Don't you think it'd be really weird to have these things hanging around your bed? This place inight not be the best, but at least it's mine."

After that, she got into bed. The bed was queen-sized, and it was smaller than any of the beds Damien owned. There was also only one quilt. Because of this, Clarissa and Damien had to be more intimate thar they had ever been. Her foot accidentally brushed against his, and she immediately shrunk away from him as if he had the plague "Why the chaste act?" he asked.

Indeed!

Clarissa found it to be unnecessary as well. Perhaps she felt distant because it had been a long time since they'd last seen each other.

Moreover, Damien's body was like a fireball. When her foot had brushed against his, she felt like she was going to burn up, which was why she'd reacted like that, She was lusting after him.

Despite her annoyance with him and the thorns in her side, she still craved his body.

Clarissa leaned against the bed frame and started reading.

"You're the one doing the reading now?" Damien lay on the bed, still resting his eyes. "I'm having a test soon. This is just some last-minute preparation. When are you going to let me see Neil?"

"Ten tomorrow? He'll still be awake at that hour."

"Don't forget."

"Yeah, yeah."

Now that they were alone in such a small, enclosed space, Clarissa felt like even his breathing could set her on fire. "It's freezing," she said.

Because they had to share the quilt, there was some space between them, and the cold air seeped in through there.

Clarissa was just about to pull the quilt around her when Damien pinned her to the bed.

In that instant, she didn't feel cold anymore. Her breathing sped up.

"No way!" Clarissa frowned. "We don't have any protection."

She remembered the news of him sleeping with Lucy vividly. Whenever she thought about him being together with another woman, she felt terribly disgusted.

"No protection? Who are you trying to trick?" Damien glanced to one side.

Clarissa followed his line of sight and saw the condoms that Yonah had given her.

"You went through my things?!" she asked.

"Do you think I needed to go through them when you were being so obvious?"

Their eyes met, and the air crackled with electricity.

It was only at this moment that Clarissa realized how aroused she was.

Just then, Damien's phone rang.

He wanted to ignore it, but Clarissa glanced at the phone and saw that Mrs. Faber was the one calling

"Answer it!" She was alraid that something had happened to Neil.

"No!"

"I said, answer it!