Hazel felt both surprised and captivated by Flynn's charm. How could she have just kissed him like that?
"Wait!" Hazel grabbed Flynn's arm before he could leave her in the fitting room.
"What is it?" Flynn asked with a flat expression. It seemed that the recent kiss didn't affect him at all.
"W-what did you just do?" Hazel demanded an answer. For her, a kiss wasn't just a physical touch. Shouldn't a kiss like that involve feelings? Was Flynn trying to flirt with her? Or...
"I kissed you and you allowed it, didn't you? In other words, we kissed," Flynn stated matter-of-factly.
"Exactly. And, was that kiss meant for—"
"No. Not at all, Hazel. I wasn't hitting on you or anything, I was just caught up in the moment because you're so beautiful and it's quite hot in here. The sun seems to be shining bright." Flynn shrugged and turned away from Hazel. She widened her eyes, unable to believe Flynn Bezos' nonchalant response!