She Flash-Married To His Rival

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?"

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

against her cheek, his eyes flickering. He lightly traced her cheek with

drunk, I tend

an eyebrow. "And how exactly do you get

spoke, mimicking her earlier actions, he took her hand

and the heat on her face intensified compared to before. Barclay continued to gaze at her as

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

I'll just touch him. After all, I already

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

recoiled as if shocked and pulled her

doesn't quite qualify as getting touchy-feely, does it?" Barclay looked at her, his eyes deep with

crying. She regretted her earlier lustful thoughts and regretted even

and eventually, the truth would

mind was blank. She couldn't think of a second lie to counter

I should just run?' she