Xyla Quest kept her body still and tried not to move. Any slight movement might result in her body touching Stanley Batton.

The light scent of cigarettes mixed with mint smelled unbelievably good.

“Take it,” Xyla said before quickly shoving the phone into Stanley’s hand. She did not dare to look him in the eye at all.

The crystal lights that glowed brightly above Xyla’s head made her demure expression seem even more striking.

Without realizing it, Xyla had accidentally moved in such a way that a