"What're you doing, Kevin?" Myra blushed hard, trying to look away, but Kevin pinned her down with his arms.
"I didn't get the chance to hold you like this throughout today, please stay still." He whispered, wrapping his arms around her and pressing his nose into her hair.
"What if Martins sees us?" Myra whispered.
"I trust him."
"What?" Myra shrieked in such a way that alerted Martins and he looked back quickly.
"Miss Rogers, are you okay?" He didn't look surprised to see her in Kevin's arms.
"Yes, Martins, thanks." Myra stuttered.
"What about the kiss you promised?" Kevin whispered with a huge smile.
Myra cocked her brows. "I never promised you a kiss."
"Yes you did, back in the conference room, you said you felt like hugging, kissing-"
Myra quickly placed her hands on his mouth to stop him from speaking. His voice was getting louder and Martins might get to hear.
"Kevin, please-"
