As she approached the bed, Scarlett Glenn quickly pulled him over.
Ethan Herd fell onto the bed and embraced Scarlett Glenn. "This time, let me..."
Scarlett Glenn pushed his hands away, hooked her arms around his neck, and kissed him. "No need to be polite; I'll do it..."
Ethan's heart was filled with confusion.
What just happened? How did the situation change? Why should he be polite now?
Ethan rolled over and pressed Scarlett Glenn down. "Don't need to be shy. I got this. I didn't make you pay for the room this time; let me treat you!"
Ethan held Scarlett Glenn's wrists with both hands, lowered his head, and kissed her lips. He didn't want to hear any more strange things from her mouth.
It was time for real guns and bullets.
Actually, it didn't matter who took the initiative or who passively accepted; they would end up tangled together anyway.
Scarlett Glenn's sportswear and Ethan Herd's pajamas pressed together, just like their entwined bodies at this moment.
