Chapter 364: Chapter 364 Are You Capable?
As soon as they stepped into the room, with Summer Sutton leaning against the door behind her, Adrian Walyon cupped her head with his hand and kissed her hard on the lips, pushing her toward the bed.
"Are you okay?" Summer Sutton asked, slightly worried about his hand.
That one sentence was like a bucket of water poured over Adrian Walyon.
In his current state, with so many bandages wrapped around his arm, Summer Sutton was a bit afraid she might accidentally crush him.
She quietly looked at him, still waiting for his answer.
Would Adrian Walyon admit he couldn’t?
But, given the situation, if they proceeded and he moved too vigorously, it would surely pull on his wound.
It seemed he really couldn’t.
Adrian Walyon was momentarily at a loss for how to respond to her question.
"Let’s take a shower first!" Summer Sutton said, feeling a bit embarrassed, as she quickly scrambled off the bed and headed for the bathroom.
She took quite a while in there, the sound of splashing water teasing Adrian Walyon.
When she came out, the clothes she was wearing surprised Adrian Walyon.
Tonight, she had clearly made careful preparations, even bringing a nightgown.
It was a very beautiful dress, one that Adrian had someone prepare for her, a pure white spaghetti strap dress whose hem reached only to the knees.
Once she put it on, she looked ethereal, so pure it made one want to commit a crime.
Adrian Walyon stared at her for a long while, too lazy to worry about his injuries, pulling her to him, pressing her to sit on his lap, and lowering his face to kiss her again.
Kissing her here and there in a rush, he seemed a bit impatient, pushing her onto the bed, his body following down.
His arms propped on either side of her body, and though he hadn’t even started doing anything, he already seemed somewhat strained.
Adrian Walyon’s hand was wrapped entirely in bandages, and as he propped himself on the bed, his wound directly pressed against it.
Seeing him made Summer Sutton feel pain; lying under him, she felt somewhat panicked.
"Are you alright?" she asked with concern.
"I’m fine!" Adrian Walyon replied through clenched teeth, enduring the pain as he bent down to continue kissing her.
Summer Sutton finally understood just how stubborn a man could be when he wanted something.
Tonight, Adrian Walyon was determined not to give up until he got what he wanted.
No matter how much his hand hurt, or whether the wound would worsen, he ignored it. Just days ago, he had even dislocated his arm while catching Summer Sutton.
Underneath him, Summer Sutton was filled with trepidation, her hands wandering across his body, fearing she might touch a spot of blood.
At this moment, Summer Sutton suddenly regretted coming out with him tonight.
For Adrian Walyon, doing such a thing was merely a matter of difficulty; for Summer Sutton, it was like having her heart grilled over a fire.
His hand injury had already worsened from catching her earlier, and if it worsened again after tonight, Summer Sutton would truly be to blame.
"Let me check your wound first!" she said worriedly, feeling for the switch at the bedside to turn on all the lights in the room, wanting to check his wound, but Adrian Walyon pushed her back onto the bed.
"I said I’m fine!" he replied to her, continuing with what he was doing.
Grabbing her dress with both hands, it seemed he wanted to tear it, but the fabric of Summer Sutton’s dress tonight was a bit sturdy.
Plus, his hand was injured, and after a few tugs, it didn’t rip.
Adrian Walyon looked at her with his face tense, his handsome face darkening.
Summer Sutton raised her face to meet his gaze, her eyes looking somewhat innocent.
"After tonight, this dress is gone!" Adrian Walyon stared at her for a while, making a decision.