Before Chelsea could know what is going on, he had Jaxtyn in front of her kissing her so passionately as if his life depended on her lips. It was touchy, he lips quivered as she felt him do like that, and as she raised her head to glare at him he didn't let her go.
Hell no! instead of stopping him, Chelsea instead enjoyed the way the young man kissed her. Moaning lightly, she didn't expect the man to stop, and as she raised her head to glare at the man's face, she raised her brows in confusion.
"What is the matter?" Chelsea asked as she searched at the man's face all over.
"Nothing, my sweet little Chelsea, absolutely nothing at all. Just that I love staring at you and even more teasing you. Now, tell me, am I charming or not?" he blurted out against the lady's lips.
Chelsea heard every word that left the man's mouth, and instantly, a bright hue of red showed on his face, it was amazing, more than what she has ever thought it to be.
