Lorraine Hughes turned around, gently pushed him, and found that she couldn't move him at all.
"What do you want?" She distinctly remembered that he had received numerous gifts, all in the car's trunk.
Nathan Bolton lifted his eyes, his bright peach-blossom eyes filled with desire, "I want..."
The words changed as they reached his lips.
"Your kiss."
"..." Lorraine Hughes doubted she heard correctly.
Could Nathan Bolton be satisfied with just a kiss?
She didn't believe it!
She laughed, her almond-shaped eyes curving enchantingly with a charm unmatched, her hands hooked around his neck, and he naturally held her waist, cooperating with remarkable tacit understanding.
"Really, you don't want anything else?"
Nathan Bolton suddenly buried his head in her shoulder, "I want but also don't want."
"Hm?"
