When his gaze was focused on the wedding scene arrangement on the screen, Claire Prescott couldn't help but kiss his cheek.
Keane Lowell turned his head slowly to look at her.
She immediately restrained herself, pretending that nothing had happened, and turned her attention to the iPad, flipping through the screen pages and added, "This setup is quite beautiful, just too extravagant."
Keane stared at her exquisite and smooth profile, speaking warmly, "Baby, are you really paying attention?"
"I am."
"We've already seen this page."
Claire was momentarily speechless.
Suddenly, he grabbed her chin and kissed her lips.
The aroma diffuser on the table emitted a warm, pure fragrance of medicinal herbs, as the cold wind from the window swept through the room.
Additionally,
He was really warm.
Being kissed and embraced by him felt cozy and pleasant.
