Since they were in the hotel room, Cole Sinclair wasn't wearing a jacket. He had on a slate-blue shirt, dark gray suit trousers, and a pair of hotel slippers.
Riley Perry, on the other hand, had already changed into her going-out clothes. She had even taken the time to do her makeup. A small red beauty mark was now placed by her nose on her otherwise fair, flawless face. The tails of her eyebrows were extended, the corners of her eyes were winged, and her full, glossy red lips looked utterly enticing. Cole Sinclair couldn't resist; he lowered his head and stole a kiss.
But the moment his lips touched hers, Riley Perry pushed him away. "Hey! Why are you eating my lipstick? Now I'll have to touch up my makeup later. Do you even want to go out or not?"
Cole Sinclair didn't care at all. He declared brazenly, "You'll have to touch it up anyway, so I might as well kiss you properly!" With that, he leaned in again.
