Amelia gave him a sidelong glance, "Are you hooked on taking advantage because it's addictive? Her Majesty is too lazy to move, not hungry at all."
During their conversation, they had already entered the city centre. It was now Rush Hour, plus it had snowed, which caused a bit of traffic jam on the roads.
Seeing the long line of red lights ahead, Daniel Cooper suddenly clicked open his seatbelt and, with the swiftness of lightning, leaned forward to her, his deep voice filled with seduction, "Since that's the case, why not eat me instead?"
Amelia was still in a daze. Hearing this, she suddenly became perplexed, her eyes brimming with a hundred question marks, "Since what?"
This didn't seem to be the point, "No, what did you say after that part? Eat who?"
He quietly watched her for a while, his thin lips curving into a shallow smile, "Eat me, do you want to?"
The grogginess in her subsided a bit, and she immediately shook her head, "No, I don't want to."
