Jean's natural, shining red lips are only a centimeter away from mine. "I'll make you remember your first kiss that I got framed off, precious," he whispered, which made me inhale his cold breath.
Closing my eyes firmly, I actually waited for him to kiss me but seconds have passed, I have felt completely nothing. I slowly opened one eye and the broad smile on his face that I first saw has taken me aback.
"W-What are you s-scheming?" I asked then bent my knee in order for me to move under his arm that was cornering me.
He ruffled up his hair and walked back to the single sofa, his left hand stayed inside the pocket of his pants– as if he's protecting something from within. "Are you up for a drink?" He poured the Premium Hapsburg Gold on a vintage shot glass with a golden rim before offer
