Alora frowned at his abrupt utterance.
"What?"
Giving her a firm stare, and lowering his head to her level, Crimson nodded.
"You heard me, Lora. I didn't kiss her at all!"
Alora's face contorted into anger and she tsked. "Really? What games are you playing now? Do you take me as a fool? I watched you with my eyes, kissing that shameless naked woman. You don't need to lie on my face because I don't care if you kissed her or not." Alora sighed at the end not wanting to drag this topic further. The man was just lying on her face.
She pushed him with one hand and decided to wear her clothes. She was done with this cold shower which did nothing to extinguish the fire in her. While covering her chest with one hand, she stepped out of the shower cubicle but Crimson again yanked her back. This time her body slipped into his arms and her hands went flying into his shoulders to steadied herself as her body fluttered with the hot touch of his skin.
