Broderick kicked the bedroom door open and carried Leslie over to her bed, placing her down carefully.
But right then, her eyes suddenly fluttered open. Still a bit dazed, her gaze was unfocused.
Without a warning, she yanked him down.
Caught off guard by her unexpected strength, Broderick stumbled forward and landed directly on top of her.
Their lips met, perfectly aligned.
Leslie even cheekily stuck her tongue out and gave his lips a quick lick.
Snapping out of it, Broderick quickly scrambled off her, looking both flustered and panicked.
His obsidian eyes were dark with emotion, trying hard to hold something back.
"Leslie!"
Leslie smiled mischievously, her long fingers tapping lightly on her lips. "Ricky, how long are you planning to ignore your brand-new wif
