In a sudden gaze, Moira was utterly bewildered.

'He was asleep, wasn't he? How did he suddenly open his eyes?' Her mind went blank for a moment, but her ears and face reacted swiftly, flushing crimson.

Moira felt like her whole face was on fire. She looked at Barclay for what seemed like ages before stammering, "Weren't you asleep?" "No," he replied.

'He wasn't asleep? Does that mean Barclay knows everything I did just now?' This realization made Moira want to flee, but she couldn't.

Barclay's hand was still clasped around her wrist, and as she attempted to pull away, he only tightened his grip.

The next moment, Moira heard Barclay's deep voice questioning. "What were you doing just now, Ms. Jimenez?"

Facing Barclay's interrogation, Moira's mind went blank, and she looked at him in embarrassment. "I think I might be drunk, Mr. Covington."

'Yes! I'll say I'm drunk! Drunk people aren't in their right minds! I didn't mean to!' she thought desperately.

Barclay looked at her, his eyebrows raised slightly, seeming somewhat incredulous. "Really?"

point about being drunk, Moira grabbed Barclay's hand and pressed it against her cheek. "Feel it.

against her cheek, his eyes flickering.

of relief. "When I'm drunk, I tend

he replied and raised an eyebrow. "And how exactly do

her hand and placed it near his lips. "I'd like

did he enjoy having people touch him randomly?' Moira's hand was held, and the heat on her face intensified compared to before. Barclay continued to gaze at

now. Now she felt like a lamb being roasted on a spit, with the fire already singeing her wool. If she didn't act quickly, she'd end up fully

him. After all, I already touched him earlier!' she

up, but her index finger trembled as she approached his lips under

touch, she recoiled as if shocked and pulled her

suppose that doesn't quite qualify as getting touchy-feely, does it?" Barclay

earlier lustful thoughts and

a thousand more, and eventually, the truth would always come

couldn't think

just run?' she

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