Hailey was about to scream again, but Declan quickly covered her mouth with his hand, silencing her. โQuiet. My men and sister will hear. Do you really want them to walk in and see this?โ he asked.
Hailey blinked, her wide, startled eyes meeting his. After a brief pause, she gently pulled his hand away. โI wonโt scream. Just let me down.โ
Declan released his grip, and Hailey eased herself off him. However, as she moved, her hand brushed against his crotch. She felt it, and her curiosity got the better of her. She reached out again and asked, โWhat is this?โ
โHailey, donโt touch that!โ Declan exclaimed, trying to stop her, but it was too lateโher hand was on him. Declanโs chiseled body went rigid, a flush of desire spreading across his face.
Hailey quickly realized what had just happened. She took a few steps back, her wide eyes fixed on him. โY-youโฆ youโฆโ
The innocence in her expression made Declan hesitate, and without another word, he turned and walked away. Hailey stood frozen. What had she just done?
She instinctively raised her hand to cover her flushed face, feeling as though she couldnโt face anyone at that moment. Just as Declan stepped out of the room, Haileyโs voice rang out, โDeclan!โ
He halted in his tracks.
Hailey spoke again. โIโm scared the rat might come back. Could you wait by the door while I shower? Iโll be quick, I promise.โ
Declan couldnโt bring himself to say no. โAlright.โ
A few moments later, the sound of running water filled the room as Hailey stepped into the shower. Declan opened the window to let in some cool air, hoping the breeze would distract him. The warmth of the room made it all too easy for his mind to wander, and he wasnโt comfortable with the direction it was heading.
About ten minutes later, Hailey stepped out of the bathroom. โIโm done.โ
Declan turned as Hailey emerged. Her long, damp hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she was wearing Aileenโs floral nightgown. Although the nightgown wasnโt revealing, it was too tight for Hailey. Aileen, still in her early teens, hadnโt fully matured, while Hailey had already blossomed into a young woman. The fabric clung to her body, emphasizing her curves.
Declan stole a quick glance before averting his eyes. โSince youโre done, Iโll head back to my room.โ
With that, he turned and walked toward his room. Just then, Haileyโs soft, pale hand reached out and tugged at his sleeve.
Declan stopped, trying to pull his sleeve away, but she stubbornly held on, crinkling the fabric in her grip. He turned to her. โWhatโs going on?โ
โDeclan, do you like me?โ
Declanโs first instinct was to deny it, but he understood that women often didnโt need a manโs answerโthey already knew the truth.
A confident smile spread across Haileyโs face. โI knew it. You like me!โ
โI donโt,โ Declan replied firmly.
Unfazed, Hailey fired back, โIf you donโt like me, then why did you just act like that? Whatever, I donโt care, you like me, and thatโs the end of it!โ
With that, she stormed into Aileenโs room, leaving Declan standing there, speechless. After a moment, he turned and made his way back to his room. He sat down at his desk and sifted through the stack of research he had collected on Phantom. Just then, his phone buzzed with a notification. It was a message from Justin. Declan opened it and saw that Justin had sent him a video. What could this be about? Intrigued, Declan clicked on it.