"Uh..." Briel was shocked when Erand pushed her against the bathroom wall.
Erland cupped Briel's face, the distance between their faces was so close it made each other's breath warm against the skin of both of their faces.
"Keep like this, okay," said Erland.
"What do you mean?" asked Briel, confused about seeing Erland's hopeful look.
"I want you to be unabashed, Briel. I want you to be a wild woman in front of me," Erland said.
Briel swallowed her saliva.
"Were you drunk?" asked Briel.
"How is that possible? I didn't even get into the club," said Erland.
"Then why are you rambling?" asked Briel in surprise.
"I'm not rambling, just think of this as my request as your husband," Erland said, then landed his lips on Briel's lips.
"Uh!" Erland gave a muffled scream as Briel pinched his waist. But he held Briel's head and didn't let Briel's lips let go of his lips.
