Purple Summers naturally refused.
She felt shy and wanted to get down, lying on this strong and sturdy body made her uncomfortable all over, her cheeks flushing with heat, burning her face red and ears crimson.
Alexander Summers was not in a hurry, his large palm slowly caressed her waist, gently coaxing, "Purple, kiss me, just once..."
Purple Summers then felt some hesitation.
A kiss in exchange for a life, actually, seemed like a good deal.
The most important thing was that Alexander Summers was a man who wouldn't give up until he achieved his goal. If she didn't kiss him today, not to mention leaving the room, she feared even this bed would be off-limits according to Alexander Summers.
Purple Summers struggled for a moment and asked, "Just once?"
"Mhm, just once," Alexander Summers said.
"One kiss, and you're not allowed to get angry over dinner again, no retaliation, no stirring things up, and no bringing up the past afterwards," Purple Summers negotiated with him.
