Feeling his kisses gradually spreading to her shoulder, Norris Moore had no choice but to turn around and stop his increasingly presumptuous behavior. She lifted her hand once again to lay it against his lips, her face flushed as she whispered a warning, "Enough, Trenton Smith!"
He didn't speak, just looked at her with those deep, cold eyes. Norris Moore felt overwhelmed by his gaze, so she leaned in and gave him a peck on the face, "There, okay? I have some things to do, you stay here and sleep, alright?" The overly intimate touch gave Norris goosebumps, with Trenton's breath spreading over, his warmth and scent being all too familiar to her. In such kisses, the estrangement and distance created over three years seemed to have vanished, and he was still the man she knew so well.
