She Flash-Married To His Rival

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."

a loss, Barclay suddenly

Moira let out a

in thought, his gaze fixed

side any longer. She propped herself up on the floor, intending to leave, but at that moment, Barclay beside her suddenly turned

not like that,

didn't even bother to listen to her explanation. Once again, he reached out and pulled her into his arms with

Barclay, but she couldn't quite put her finger

coincidence? I quite

even finished, Moira felt a

widened her eyes in disbelief as Barclay leaned in

did things escalate to

make sense of it, Moira realized that this kiss was different

was actually holding onto her lips, not planning to pull

realized his intention and instinctively began, "Mr.

with an opportunity to deepen the

was like a fish in boiling water, everywhere

her, her mind was still

sat there in a daze, unable to believe she had just shared a passionate

began to return. At that moment, she finally realized

her who was drunk. It was