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."

at a loss, Barclay suddenly chuckled lightly and then

Moira let out a silent

leaned back, lost in thought, his gaze fixed

at that moment, Barclay beside her suddenly turned his head and looked at her. "You seem to enjoy kissing me, don't

not like that, Mr. Covington. Let

even bother to listen to her explanation. Once again, he reached out and pulled her into his arms with

but she couldn't quite put

coincidence? I quite like

deep voice had even finished,

as Barclay leaned in to

things escalate

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

her lips, not planning to pull

and instinctively began, "Mr. Covington,

provided Barclay with an opportunity to deepen

was like a fish in

her, her

daze, unable to believe she had just shared a passionate kiss with

thoughts began to return. At that moment,

was drunk. It was