Chapter 747
As he stood there blankly, Chloe Collins suddenly reached out to steal the ball from his hand.
He recovered in an instant, instinctively lifting the ball higher, away from her reach.
This kind of game, no one could tire of it, regardless of their age.
He raised the ball, she jumped up. She looked up at the ball, while he looked down at her.
In this to-and-fro, Chloe suddenly felt a soft touch on her lips. It was a quick, light touch, disappearing from her lips as soon as her feet hit the ground, just a second later.
But in her mind, it became clearer!
She analyzed her recent behavior and then froze.
Her gaze slowly drifted down, onto his equally stunned face.
Alexander Foster's lips moved slightly, his gaze fixed intently on her.
Thud!
The basketball slipped from his hand and rolled off the court, with Samoyed following it.
Chloe blinked, lightly biting her lower lip. The slightly painful feeling reminded her that she wasn't dreaming.
