Unknowingly, Hazel's hand moved to wipe the tears from his eyes, and she saw Vincent look at her. Her thoughts were captured by those intense eyes, and she drew nearer to him until their lips met.
Although Hazel was unaware of what she was doing, all she could think to do was kiss Vincent in an attempt to comfort him.
She pulled away, letting out a muffled breath, but Vincent grabbed the back of her head and captured her lips once more.
Hazel jumped onto Vincent's lap, and they kissed for a long time. Something about this moment felt so special that Hazel didn't hold back and kissed him back.
Vincent's hand roamed all over her back before they grabbed onto her butts and lightly squeezed them.
Hazel moaned against his lips and kissed him hard. Her resistance to Vincent dropped the moment she saw him cry. Although it was not the Vincent she had known, she got the impression from a brief glimpse into his life that he was not as horrible as he seemed.
