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?"

point about being drunk, Moira grabbed Barclay's hand

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

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

replied and raised an eyebrow. "And how exactly

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

enjoy having people touch him randomly?' Moira's hand was held, and the heat on her face intensified compared

spit, with

I'll just touch him. After all, I

her index finger

a light touch, she recoiled as if shocked and pulled her hand

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

thoughts and regretted even more her

to a thousand more, and eventually,

was blank. She couldn't

should just