Just as Moira was at a loss, suddenly a light bulb went off in her head. "I got it!"

"Really?"

For some reason, every time Barclay said those words, Moira felt like he didn't believe her.

Now, upon hearing it again, she reflexively felt embarrassed and guilty. "Yes, really."

"Oh." He responded and let go of the hand that had been resting on her back, though his left hand on her waist remained.

Moira could feel him gently touching her spine, each touch so light, and it felt like he barely touched her at all.

"You seemed to like it when I touched you the last two times you got drunk."

"I don't remember."

"Shall I help you remember?"

Moira was dumbfounded upon hearing this.

She had no idea how to respond!

What should she say?

"I'm kidding."

was at a loss, Barclay suddenly chuckled lightly and then let go of

Moira let out

back, lost in thought, his gaze fixed

herself up on the floor, intending to leave, but at that moment, Barclay beside her suddenly turned his head

not like that,

he reached out and pulled her

sensed that something was off with Barclay, but she couldn't

isn't that a coincidence? I quite like kissing you

finished, Moira

eyes in disbelief as Barclay leaned

things escalate to

before she could make sense of it, Moira realized that this kiss was different from the playful

holding onto her lips, not planning

realized his intention and instinctively began,

with an opportunity to deepen the

was like a fish in boiling

her,

in a daze, unable to believe

ragged breaths slowly calmed down, Moira's thoughts began to return. At that moment, she finally

who was

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