Kayla's POV

Although the passing servants, upon seeing Harrison and me nestled in his embrace, instinctively lowered their heads, I still blushed uncontrollably. I kept praying for this journey to the bedroom to be shorter.

"Here we are."

As if hearing my thoughts, the next second, Harrison's voice, filled with a playful tone, echoed in my ears.

Harrison carried me into his bedroom, and within a split second of turning around, he kicked the bedroom door closed with his foot.

Observing my flushed face, Harrison teased, "You look like you're about to catch fire, sweetheart."

I shot Harrison a glare. "And whose fault is that?"

"Okay, my bad."

Harrison chuckled...