Chapter 142
The commotion was too loud. Lila groggily opened her eyes to see a swaying figure. After her brain took two seconds to process, she finally realized what was happening—Alexander was carrying her in his arms, hurrying toward the bedroom door.
His jawline was tense, his brow slightly furrowed, as if he'd run into some tricky situation.
After her initial confusion, Lila quickly asked, "What are you doing?"
"Grandma's here."
"What?"
Alexander's steps were steady as he explained, "She'll be here any minute. I already told her you were still sleeping, hoping she wouldn't come so early, but she said she was almost here. I'm taking you to my room to sleep in my bed, otherwise if Grandma finds out we're sleeping in separate rooms."
He didn't finish the sentence, just gave her a look.
Lila immediately understood.
If Grandma discovered they were sleeping separately, she'd definitely make a fuss.
But right now, she was only wearing a thin nightgown, and Alexander was only wearing light loungewear. Being held by him, she could clearly feel the firm muscle lines on his strong arms, including his steady, powerful heartbeat—everything radiating intense masculine energy.
Lila's face flushed a bit. She reached down to adjust her clothes, trying to make her full chest less obvious, then lowered her eyes, looking extremely uncomfortable.
After leaving the room, she heard Alexander say, "Close the door."
Lila responded and reached back to pull the door shut.
He carried her to his room, smoothly placed her on the bed, covered her with the blanket, then lay down himself.
The moment Lila lay down, she first caught an unexpected whiff of Alexander's scent on the blanket, immediately followed by the warm sensation from the blanket that had been heated by his body temperature all night.
This wasn't her first time lying in his bed, but her heart had never felt this nervous before.
Probably because everything around her belonged to him—she felt like an outside invader, uncomfortable and out of place.
In her daze, Alexander suddenly turned on his side to look at her.
Lila instinctively turned her head and met his gaze, seeing Alexander's probing look on her face. Something in the air was undergoing a subtle change.
She felt a wave of nervousness and stammered, "When... when will Grandma arrive?"
"Should be soon." His voice was deep.
"OK." As soon as she spoke, Lila remembered something and was about to say it when she heard Alexander's somewhat serious voice in her ear, "Lila."
She instinctively responded, "What?"
Alexander's thin lips curved into a smile, "I've noticed. You're actually pretty good-looking."
Lila felt a small dissatisfaction with Alexander's slowness.
She'd been pretty since childhood. Lots of people had complimented her.
He was only noticing now?
And using words like "pretty good-looking", so stingy. Couldn't he just openly say she was beautiful?
As she was silently complaining, the blanket covering her was suddenly pulled away by Alexander.
Lila jumped in surprise and quickly grabbed it to cover herself again.
Her nightgown fabric wasn't thick. She was afraid he'd see things he shouldn't see.
But Alexander was actually using force to resist her pulling the blanket back!
And his gaze deliberately glanced toward the front of her nightgown. With an ambiguous smile, his low voice reached her ears, "Nice body too."
Saying that, he must have seen something.
Lila's face instantly turned bright red.
In her panic, she sat up from the bed, hugged her knees to her chest to cover her body, and turned her head to look at him, "Pervert."