Marcus Knight froze.
It wasn't a light, dragonfly kiss.
She skillfully parted his lips, carrying a faint smell of alcohol.
Very soon, Marcus went from passive to taking the lead, wrapping his arms around her.
They were acting as if Nina Reynolds didn't exist.
It took Nina a long while to react, the shy embarrassment from before vanished, her eyes were about to pop out!
The god she'd been secretly in love with was kissing another woman right in front of her!!!
Blood rushed to her head; luckily Nina was standing steady, the flush on her face gradually faded.
A breath was stuck in her chest, neither going up nor down.
She was furious!
Joy Shaw's cheeks were flushed red, her breathing a little messy. "You're not allowed to look at other women, you're mine."
She was holding him very tightly.
Just thinking of that scene made jealousy surge.
Joy's consciousness at this moment was somewhere between sober and not; she clung to Marcus's chest, "You said… you're mine."
