Faye placed her on the bed, but she still refused to let go, tightly hooking his neck and pulling him down to press against her.
"...Let go." Faye frowned, but his voice was much gentler than usual.
"No." Tessa Caldwell shook her head, and then smiled and said, "Kiss me."
Of course, she knew what she was doing. Now taking advantage of the courage from the alcohol, she could do anything without having to own up to it later.
Faye's eyelashes trembled lightly.
In her eyes, there was only one color at this moment.
But it was incredibly beautiful, tempting and mesmerizing.
He leaned down and kissed her lips, soft and delicate, burning hot, as Tessa Caldwell passionately responded to him. The intensity threatened to explode at any moment.
But at the most crucial moment, Tessa Caldwell fell asleep.
She truly didn't do it on purpose this time.
Faye lay on top of her, panting heavily, his voice coming out hoarse and strained: "Tessa Caldwell... I really want to kill you...!"
