“What are you doing?” Elizabeth emphatically asked.
Cross only stared at her before he leaned over to her face to kiss her lips passionately. She could not help but close her eyes and feel his lips graze on hers. Despite the distraction she was having from Cross’ lips movement, she could still discern the trace of his fingers beneath the pillow.
It would not be visible to the people passing by. The bar was only illuminated by the blaring disco lights, so it was dimly colorful and not conspicuous for drunkards. Elizabeth and Cross were not to be seen clearly except if the party had gone to the sofa.
Elizabeth’s mouth immediately opened to receive his tongue, making hers entwined with his. Her hand moved to his nape, pulling him against her. When she felt that his fingers had finally rea
