Lucas Walker didn't respond, instead, he captured her kiss, kissing her back fiercely.
He lingered on her lips for only a moment before audaciously exploring the sweet haven between them, passionately intertwining and demanding more.
Only after her lips and tongue were swollen and numb did he reluctantly let her go, voicing his frustration, "Ivana, I want to marry you!"
She was right before his eyes, he longed for her so deeply... But he couldn't take her away, this state of restraint angered him.
Only marriage could possibly allow them to live together openly.
"Well...." Ivana gasped, "Let's talk about this later, you should go now?"
She didn't even dare to imagine the reaction of her parents upon hearing about marriage.
He approached her again, kissed her lips, then reluctantly withdrew his hand from her, rearranging her coat for her.
"Go home."
"Didn't I promise to escort you to the car?"
