like old times

Just like old times his grip extended to her tiny waist which had them at close proximity staring at each other.

Maybe it was the effect of the alcohol as Kate had a lopsided grin trying to steady herself in his arms.

" Alvin! She whispered then furrowed her brows like a bucket of cold water was poured on her subconsciously reminding her of his evil deed thus she tried writhing out of his grip.

" Surprised to see me?

" What do you think you're doing? Get your bloody hands off me" she commanded but he held her still leaning closer while she tried avoiding him by leaning backward only to give him a view of her perfect collarbone as he scoffed staring at her beautiful neck which she noticed then stood upright.

" What do you think I'm doing? I'm touching my wife" she snickered poking him yet he didn't bulge which annoyed her.