Jessica was really angry; she could have hit him, bite him, there were thousands of ways to show her anger over him. But she ended up choosing the opposite thing. Kissing!? Come on Jessica. But Roger did not even resist, in fact, his lips molded to Jessica's, pushing his into hers even more. Their tongues danced for power, struggling to overpower the other.
Jessica put her small hands on his strong shoulders, looked up at him, and was about to speak. Before she could start talking, however, the sound of the doorbell came through as if someone was talking outside.
Roger suddenly frowned. Jessica did not know what to do next. Then Roger's mobile phone rang. Jessica looked at the screen, the person calling was ‘Mom.' That is to say, the person who knocked outside now was lik
