Molly's POV
After many years, I believed I had moved on from him, but this kiss proved otherwise. My body yearned for him like never before, but just as suddenly as it began, it abruptly ended.
"I'm sorry. Please leave," he exclaimed, looking distressed, and I couldn't comprehend the shift in his demeanor until he picked up the towel from the floor.
His arousal was evident, explaining his earlier discomfort. The accident he mentioned must have been the reason for it, so I defied his request.
"I won't go. Let me assist you," I stated earnestly, but he regarded me with disbelief and headed to his closet.
"Leave before it's too late. I don't want you to be dragged into this mess."
He was always willing to help me with my troubles but refused to let me help with his. The re
