Chapter 1099
Hannah took a deep breath, trying to compose herself.
Finally, she mustered up the courage to ask, “Um… Mr. Noah, could you help me find where the towels
are?”
Noah was shocked and exclaimed, “There are no towels in the bathroom?”
“Yeah.”
Noah was rendered speechless too.
He immediately got up and walked to the closet against the wall by the bed.
He opened the closet and found hangers, disposable slippers, towels, bathrobes, and even hair towels, all neatly arranged inside.
“I found them. Hannah, do you want a towel or a bathrobe?”
Hannah pondered for a moment. “Both! I’m cold!”
“Alright, should I bring them
“No, don’t!”
to you?
She almost instinctively refused, but how would she leave the bathroom if he did not bring them?
After a short moment of indecision, she reasonably negotiated with Noah, “Mr. Noah, could you walk over with your back turned? No peeking, and hand the towel and bathrobe to me from a distance.”
“Okay.”
Noah obediently complied, holding the towel and bathrobe, and slowly backed toward the bathroom.
Nevertheless, it was inevitable for him to glance around, or else he might end up going the wrong way.
However, he did not anticipate that the bathroom wall was transparent.
Although hazed by steam, Hannah’s enticingly curved and slender figure could still be faintly seen.
The more obscured and sensual it appeared, the more it sparked the imagination.
Noah’s ears turned red, and he could feel the warmth creeping up his cheeks. His Adam’s apple bobbing incessantly, indicating his nervousness and excitement.
Hannah was nervous too.
She stood still in the bathroom; afraid to make a move.
She never expected so many things to happen on their first date.
“Chápto, 1099:
It was truly an unforgettable experience for a lifetime.
Seeing Noah’s hand holding out the towel and bathrobe through the slightly ajar door, Hannah swiftly took them, wrapped the towel around herself, and tightened the bathrobe, covering herself completely.
After all, it was their first time, and she did not want Noah to think of her as frivolous or lacking self-
respect.
The moment the bathrobe was on, she felt a sense of security.
She let out a long sigh and emerged from the bathroom with wet hair.
“Mr. Noah, go ahead and take your shower. Remember to bring the bathrobe with you.”
Noah immediately returned to the closet, grabbed a larger–sized bathrobe, and entered the bathroom.
Hannah stayed outside, facing away from him, drying her hair with a blow dryer, with just a single, glass door without a lock separating the two of them.
Inside the bathroom, Noah was extremely anxious because Hannah could see him as soon as she turned
around, which was simply too embarrassing.
He braved it and took a quick five–minute cold shower, trying to clear his mind.
After freshening up, the two silently lay on the large round bed.
As the bed was so wide, they slept on their respective sides, as if an invisible boundary was dividing them
in the middle.
Neither of them dared to cross the line.
Ding!
Hannah was already having trouble sleeping, and the notification sound from her phone relieved her inner
awkwardness.
However, she felt something unusual when she reached out to grab her phone from the bedside table.
Upon closer inspection, it was actually a box of condoms.
Was this placed here on purpose?
Since he gave such an obvious hint, why was he acting like a blockhead and not approaching her?
Was she supposed to take the initiative?
However, he initiated the date and even chose the hotel.
ould
So, he should be the one taking the lead, right?
In just those few seconds, Hannah already had a hundred different speculations.
Ding!
The sound of another message interrupted her thoughts.
She held the box of condoms in her hand, reached for her phone again, and checked the message.
It was from Vanessa.
Vanessa: How’s it going? How far have you two gotten? You’re both at the hotel now, right?) [Vanessa: Sweetie, have you two made any progress? Let me know once you receive this message!]
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