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

down at his hand pressed against her cheek, his eyes flickering. He lightly traced her cheek with his thumb. "Hmm, it does

relief. "When I'm drunk, I tend to get touchy-feely. It's not personal,

eyebrow. "And

her earlier actions, he took her hand and placed it near his lips. "I'd like

of weird fetish? Why did he enjoy having people touch him randomly?' Moira's hand was held, and the heat on her face intensified compared to

felt like a lamb being roasted on a spit, with the fire already singeing

just touch him. After all, I already touched him earlier!'

up, but her index finger trembled as she approached his

if shocked and pulled her hand

does

She regretted her earlier lustful thoughts and regretted

to a thousand more, and eventually,

right now, her mind was blank. She couldn't

I should just