Kinsey already concluded that his lover would never come back alive and already mourned for the loss. Hence, he strongly believed the girl who kissed him was not Katie.
He tried his best to push the girl, yet... his hand pulled the girl closer instead. His head assumed this woman was not Katie, but his whole body said that this woman was Katie.
It must be the damn whiskey! He must be drunk, so he was hallucinating. He had to get out of this illusory snare, but...
These undeniable pleasure scent assaulted his nose, making his head flew over.
In the end, Kinsey instead brought the woman's body onto his lap, then held her to deepen their kiss.
His hands spread from the nape of the neck down to her smooth skin on his palm.
Ha? Why could he feel human skin on his fingers? Is this woman unclothed?
