LUNA
"D." I couldn't fix Dylan's necktie because he keeps stealing a kiss on my lips. I stepped away. "Stop kissing me."
"Can't get enough. I'm not sorry." There was a deceptive smile on his lips.
I took a deep breath and rearranged his necktie. Tonight Camille’s welcome party will be held and we need to go. Dad expected Dylan to come because there were a lot of businessmen going there.
"Let's go," I said.
He gripped my waist. "I still do not want."
"Papa and Camille will be looking for us." He traced my jaw with his seductive lips.
"My make-up is going to be messy, Dylan."
"Is your make-up more important than my kiss?" It's tempting to say so.
I bit my lip. I wrapped my arm around his neck. "Dylan, we need to go. Now. Please?"
He took a deep breath and moved away from me. He smiled with puffy eyes. "Queen's orders."