Chapter 184

His dark eyes were fixed on her. Grace, drunk, looked delicate and alluring. "How many people have seen this side of her?" he wondered. "Has Sean Stevens?"

A surge of jealousy flooded him. He was jealous that Sean Stevens had dated her. Had she ever spoken to him so gently? How intimate had their relationship been?

"Are you being truthful about my good looks?" he murmured. He felt an overwhelming urge to keep her to himself, to prevent anyone else from seeing this side of her.

"Yup. Very much. Jason is the most handsome man I've ever seen," she smiled, playfully tapping his nose as if he were a fascinating toy. Perhaps she was the only one who could treat him this way.

Her expression suddenly shifted. Her smile faded, replaced by sadness. "Jason, I'll treat you very well. Please don't leave me, okay?" Her almond eyes glistened with unshed tears. He was clearly an important person to her; leaving would be unbearable.

"I never wanted to leave you. You were the one who didn't want to stay," he replied. He knew she was drunk and wouldn't remember this tomorrow, but he couldn't stop himself.

She tilted her head, pondering. "Whywhy didn't I want to stay by Jay's side? I want to stay by Jay's side I so badly want to"

Perhaps he'd only hear such words from her when she was drunk.

Her fingers moved from his nose to his lips, tracing their contours. Her face inched closer. She lightly licked his lips with her tongue.

His body tensed, his gaze darkening. "Do you realize what you're doing?"

Of course, she didn't. She smiled, elated, as if she'd tasted something delicious.

Jason felt his body heat up. Usually, he was unaffected by women's advances, yet her simple actions evoked an uncontrollable response.

Ignoring him, she lowered her head. Their lips met lightly as her tongue again brushed his. "It's sweet" she slurred.

In that moment, she was like an innocent child, a stark contrast to her usually reserved self since leaving prison.

He quickly closed his eyes, his hands clenching into fists as he fought to control himself.

"You think I won't do anything to you, no matter what you do, is that it?" he growled, unsure if he meant it for her or himself.

She blinked, seemingly confused. A thoughtful expression followed, then a sudden smile. She pressed her lips to his.

"It's so sweet. Jason, have a taste of this" she said, kissing him.

He stiffened, passively receiving the kiss. He was drowning in its sweetness.

When she pulled away, he felt a pang of loss, wanting more.