The wine had dulled Simon's usual restraint. As he grasped Laura's hand, his grip was unexpectedly firm, causing her to stumble backward.
"Careful!" Simon quickly reached out to catch her, but due to the alcohol, his steps were unsteady. After stepping back a few paces, he was pressed against the car by her body.
Their bodies were pressed close, the sudden intimacy making them both freeze.
Simon's hand was protectively placed on her slender waist, while the other still gripped her arm.
As for Laura, her hands were pressed against his chest, her eyes wide open.
They had shared close moments since her return to China, but something felt different tonight—perhaps it was the wine, or perhaps it was Simon himself.
Simon coughed twice, his gaze turning to the red envelope in her hand. "Don
