Suddenly, the tables had turned. The victim had turned into a predator in a blink of a second.
Strange as it may have been, Sam didn't feel any danger emanating from him. Or maybe, it was his expert seduction skills which were starting to show their effect on her and lulling her sense of self-preservation!
By the time the kiss ended, she felt as drunk as he was. Trying to raise herself on her arms, she was pulled down suddenly and flipped on her back. Jet black eyes met charcoal ones. She felt as if he is looking inside her soul at that moment.
"Me and my fanciful imagination. He isn't even capable of telling apart red colour from blue right now and you think he is seeing the real you," her inner voice snorted.
Wei lowered his head in an excruciatingly slow manner, so much so that Sam's body was strung tight by the time his lips touched her forehead.