Grace blanked for a moment. When she looked into his eyes, there was a glimmer of evil.
She blinked as she understood what he meant.
A goodbye kiss.
She smiled and said, "If it's a goodbye kiss, I don't think it's a good idea."
He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?"
"I'm afraid that you would feel constrained." Grace said bluntly, "A kiss is fine, but what if you turn wild?"
"You haven't even tried. Don't you think it's too arbitrary of you to say that?" he said gently with a calm expression.
"Well. Actually... I'm worried that I'm the one who'd act recklessly," she said.
"Grace," He felt awkward by her confession.
"Yes," her eyes curled into a smile.
She was beaming, but he wasn't.
While looking at each other, he suddenly softened his gaze and said, "Well, forget about it. It seems that we'll have to do it next time for our own good."
However, he was a little reluctant to let her go.