Norris Moore's voice was still sweetly hoarse, "What's wrong?"
He turned his head to glance at her and said indifferently, "I'm getting engaged, aren't you, as my cousin, going to attend my wedding?"
They had just done that sort of thing, and marks from his gentle bites were still on her skin. Honestly, Norris Moore felt a bit dazed.
He was getting engaged on the second day of next month.
The wedding was in August, just a few months away.
Very soon.
They would have no relation to each other anymore.
Norris Moore lay on the bed, looked at him with a smile, and nodded calmly, "You're right. You're getting engaged, and I should indeed go and see."
Trenton Smith glanced at her and then turned to open the door and left.
He seemed like he didn't even want to spend one night at her place.
Norris Moore lay on the bed for a while, then dragged her tired body to the bathroom to wash up.
