However, before she could withdraw her thoughts from the images in her own mind, the man's scorching lips fell on her forehead, and the sudden warmth between her eyebrows made Sienna Harrison shudder, a strange yet familiar current running through her body.
"Jaysen..."
Sienna instinctively grabbed the man's shirt on his chest, looking at his big eyes whoselashes were trembling violently. Her somewhat hoarse voice carried a hint of fear, as there was a difference between what she did when she was sober and what she did when drunk. "Are you with me... to have a child? Or are you doing it to marry me? Or just to... "
The words 'love me' were already on the tip of her tongue, but Sienna couldn't bring herself to say them. After all, she didn't have the confidence to believe in it. The gap between her and Jaysen wasn't about birth or appearance, but about excellence!
He was excellent, she was ordinary!
He was ambitious, she was casual!
