Her body was tightly embraced by him, her mouth forced open, and the man's warm, soft tongue took advantage to slip in, kissing and licking her clumsy tongue. Overwhelming sensuality and depth turned Norris Moore's face red, and her breath was forced to be mixed with Trenton Smith's scent. She was disgusted and angry, but she couldn't refuse him at all.
When the kiss ended, Norris finally quieted down, breathing heavily in his arms.
Trenton held her, gently stroking her long hair, waiting for her breathing to steady.
After a long time, Norris's emotionless voice sounded from within his embrace.
"Depression."
Trenton looked down at her.
She frowned slightly, looking annoyed, as if she didn't want to discuss the topic with him.
