"What if I want to bring him up?"
Meeting the anger blazing in his eyes, Valentine Teller parted her red lips slightly and said softly.
It wasn't that she wanted to provoke him; she just hoped she could untie the knot in his heart and, at the same time, ease her own guilt.
They owed Turstin Muller, and all they could do was try their best to make it up to him.
"Are you deliberately trying to piss me off?"
Mark Reed lowered his head, leaned close to her face, his heavy breathing brushing against her skin. Faced with the calm resolve in her clear eyes, he really wanted to bite her.
They'd finally gotten this rare sweet moment, and she had to bring up that buzzkill. Was she trying to drive him crazy?
Valentine lifted her head and quickly pecked his chin, pressing a hot, fragrant kiss there.
