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."

loss, Barclay suddenly

let out a silent

back, lost in thought, his

up on the floor, intending to leave, but at that moment, Barclay beside her suddenly turned his head and looked at her. "You

it's not like that,

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

something was off with Barclay, but she couldn't quite put her finger on

I

even finished,

as Barclay leaned

did things escalate to this

realized that this kiss was

holding onto her lips, not planning

his intention and instinctively began,

provided Barclay with an opportunity to

like a fish in boiling water,

he finally released her, her mind was

a daze, unable to believe she had just

began to return. At that moment, she

wasn't her who was

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