Holly was stunned.
She stared at him, dazed, momentarily forgetting to struggle.
Tristan had only been acting out of fury, wanting to shut her mouth before she could say something he didn't want to hear.
But the moment he touched her soft lips, he lost all control.
While she was still frozen, he deepened the kiss.
He was struck by the sudden realization of how much he'd missed the taste of her.
SLAP!
After a moment of shock, Holly snapped back to reality and slapped Tristan without a second thought.
She was furious, but he still had her partially restrained, so she couldn't put her full force into it. The slap wasn't very hard.
It didn't hurt Tristan, but it was enough to snap him out of it.
"Tristan, what are you doing?!"
Holly raged, shoving Tristan away before furiously wiping her lips with the back of her hand.
Her disgust was plain to see.
The slight softening of Tristan's expression vanished the moment he saw her gesture, and his face immediately darkened again.
