“Karen...what are you doing? Put your clothes back on.” Kris chided sternly despite his drunk voice as he looked away.
Karen refused, stepping closer to him. “Kris, I can make you forget, I promise. I can make you feel better.”
She took his face between her hands, trying to kiss him, but he shoved her away. Karen would’ve fallen if she hadn’t held on to the edge of the bed for support.
Kris was glaring at her as he shook his head. His vision was becoming blurier and blurier as sleep beckoned. “Karen, I appreciate that you helped...me see the kind of woman Thalassa truly was, but nothing like this can happen between us again.”
Straightening, Karen was frustrated. She’d thought in this state, he would be so vulnerable that he would take what she was offering him. Yet he wasn’t even looki
