The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 560 Unenlightened nerd

After taking a deep breath, she gathered the courage to ask, "...Mr. Micah, can you help me find a bath

towel?"

Micah was also shocked, "No bath towels in the bathroom?"

"Yes ..."

Micah was also speechless and immediately got up and walked to the closet by the bed against the

wall.

He opened the closet. There were hangers, disposable slippers, bath towels, bathrobes, dry hair cap all

in the closet.

"I found it. Abigail, do you want a bath towel or a bathrobe?"

Abigail thought for a moment, "Both! I'm cold!"

"Okay, I'll bring them to you?"

"Don't!"

She subconsciously refused, but how would she get out of the bathroom if he didn't bring them over?

After a moment of agonizing, she reasonably negotiated with Micah, "Mr. Micah, can you walk over with

your back to me? No peeking. Stay away and hand me the bathrobe."

"Okay."

Micah was obedient and took the bath towel and robe and took one step back towards the bathroom.

However, it was essential to occasionally glance at the direction. Otherwise, he would take the wrong

way.

But he did not expect that the bathroom wall was transparent. Although the inside of the wall was hazy

with the vapor, Abigail's delicate and slender figure was able to be seen vaguely.

The more the sexy she looked, the more thoughts he had.

The tips of his ears turned red, and he could faintly feel his cheeks were hot. He swallowed hard,

signaling his nervousness.

Abigail was also nervous. She was standing in the bathroom and not daring to move.

She did not expect so many things to happen on the first date. It was simply an experience of a lifetime.

Seeing Micah's hand with the bath towel and robe through the slightly open doorway, Abigail quickly

took them, tied the towel and wrapped it tightly with the robe to cover her body tightly.

It was the first time, after all, and she didn't want Micah to think she was a frivolous woman.

The moment the bathrobe was on, she felt the sense of security.

She took a long breath and emerged from the bathroom with wet hair.

"Mr. Micah, you can go and wash. Remember to bring the bathrobe ahead of time."

Micah immediately went back to the closet, pulled on a large bathrobe and entered the bathroom.

Abigail was outside. With her back to him, she was taking a hair dryer to dry her hair.

A mere clear glass door that cannot be locked separates the two.

Micah was so nervous inside because Abigail could see him when he turned around. It was just so

humiliating ...

He hardened himself and took a five-minute cool shower to quickly wash his body and clear his mind

properly.

After washing up, the two reticently lay down on the big round bed.

Because the bed was too wide, they lay on their side as if being separated by a line.

No one crossed the line first.

Ding-dong-

Abigail would have been unable to sleep, and the beep of the message on her phone eased her inner

embarrassment.

However, when she reached for the bedside table to get her phone, she felt something unusual.

She grasped it and it was a condom.

Was it considered intentionally explicit?

Since he made such an explicit statement, how could he act like a fool and didn't get close to her?

Did she have to initiate first?

But he mentioned the date and booked the hotel. Did he want it lady first even on sex?

In just a few seconds when she saw this condom, Abigail already had many guesses.

Ding-dong-

The phone message beep sound came again, interrupting her thoughts.

She took the box of condom and reached for her phone again, lighting up the screen and checking the

messages.

It was from her mother.

Katelyn: [How's it going? You're in which step? You two are at the hotel right now?]

Katelyn: [Good girl, did you two take each other down? Reply quickly when you receive the message!]

She was speechless for a while, tapped the keyboard silently and returned one word.

[No.]

Immediately afterwards, the message alert sound kept ringing.

Katelyn: [What does it mean?]

[You didn't go to the hotel, or didn't take it?]

[No, how old are you two? Do I have to worry about such things?]

[Mr. Micah is shy and introverted. He's busy with medical research and has not been in the relationship

before, so don't you know to take the initiative?]

[Baby, be good. There is no shame in taking the initiative!]

If she could, she would like to turn back the clock and shove herself back into Katelyn's belly so she

could pick a new mom.

As she freaked out internally, Micah's phone was ringing.

It was Keith who was calling.

The call got through and Keith's expectant bass came through, "How's it? Did it go as I asked you to?"

Micah mumbled softly.

Keith was not very satisfied, "Well, what does that mean? Did you get her? You should hurry up. You're

engaged. Hurry up! Don't delay!"

He held back his anger before answering, "Got it."

Then he hang up the phone in anger.

As he put the phone back on the bedside table, he suddenly remembered that he had just taken out the

condom and had not put it back into his suit pocket.

However, he fumbled it for a while.

No ...

Did he sleep in the wrong side?

He should have slept over there. And did Abigail see the things he put on the nightstand?

The two turned their backs to each other, and were caught in a round of inner torment.

After lying like that for at least five minutes, the two breathed deeply and both gathered their courage,

intending to ask each other.

They turned around at the same time.

"Mr. Micah."

"Abigail."

Almost together, they opened their mouths and looked at each other awkwardly.

Micah: "You go first."

Abigail barely maintained a smile on her face and handed him the condom, "Did you just drop this on

my nightstand?"

She had already seen it?

He kept blinking, "Abigail, don't misunderstand. I buy this thing and have no other meaning. If you don't

like it, I will not force you."

Abigail looked at Micah's handsome face, which was even redder and shyer than hers, and suddenly

she was less nervous.

She laughed, shook the object in her hand and teased him, "Oh? You really don't mean anything else?

Then why did you buy a whole box?"

Micah was a little panic. Could this thing be sold individually?

His dumbfounded expression looked a bit dumb and cute, and Abigail covered her mouth and laughed,

throwing the box to him. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

"You asked for the date and you got the room, so you're in charge of whatever you want to do tonight."

She had said it clearly and it was considered as an agreement.

But Micah, who was highly mentally stressed and ashamed, didn't understand the meaning of her

words and quickly hid the box that was thrown at him.

Seeing that he looked like a thief and he still had no initiative, Abigail's smile gradually disappeared,

and it was replaced by annoyance.

She had said that. Why didn't he understand?

Was the box of condom really placed on her bedside table on purpose? Just to make her take the

initiative?

The more she thought about it, the more angry and sullen she became. And her foot under the blanket

lifted up and kicked him in the direction of him.

Due to the great distance, the position of her kicking was inaccurate, and her small and fair foot was

just between Micah's legs.

"Well ..."

Micah's entire body shrank violently. He was covering the place where she had been lightly kicked, and

looked at her in shock.

Abigail didn't know what to say.

That was really embarrassing!