In the man's perspective, she was like a little white bunny hopping up and down in his arms, stirring his blood to a boil.
She was bouncing too much, dazzling him, and he only wanted to swallow her whole.
With a slight furrow in his brow, he held his phone steady in one hand and reached around her waist with the other...
Amelia jumped up, immediately lost her balance, and fell right into his arms—tragically, her mouth slammed right into the corner of his lips.
Shaw gasped, her whole body twitching like a groundhog.
This... was too much like a soap opera, wasn't it? Blood everywhere!
Amelia's face and ears flushed red, and she was burning with rage. Without giving the man a moment to savor the "kiss," she pushed him away and slapped him across the face.
With a smack, the air in the living room grew tense, and both of them were stunned.
Panting with fury, Amelia glared fearlessly.
Christopher looked at her, quite surprised.