You're Beautiful, Patricia

Patricia's POV

The second I tasted his lips, even though it wasn't supposed to last as it was all for show, I couldn't stop. I couldn't bring myself to stop kissing him, and he wasn't helping matters either because he didn't stop the kiss too.

His tongue snaked into my mouth and I did the same, so we stayed there for what felt like hours, tastelessly kissing like teenagers that had never been kissed before. The taste of his mouth was so addictive, but I came to my senses the moment his hands cupped my ass.

Pushing him away, I stood up from his laps instantly to see the way Henry looked at me with distaste.

As I dizzily walked back to my seat, I saw the way Liam struggled to hold himself together. I knew he obviously didn't like me but still, he really enjoyed the kiss. I haven't lost my touch. I was no longer interested in being at the restaurant. I just badly wanted to get fucked.

Luckily, the kiss didn't actually last for more than two minutes.