Stuart's eyes froze. He thought he was hearing things and wanted to confirm it again. "What did you say?"
Edie seemed to have entirely forgotten what she had just said.
She asked in a blank face, "Huh? What?" Stuart couldn't wait any longer. He was trying to control himself and had already used up all of his patients. He said slowly, "You just said, you like me."
He had never felt more like a young green lad than this moment, and his heart drummed like thunder. "Yes, that's what I said." Edie nodded stiffly.
Stuart's hands caressed her face, and his movement was so delicate as if he was handling a beautiful piece of China. "Why do you like me?" Edie said in a definitive tone, "because you're good-looking, more good looking than anyone I've ever seen before."
Stuart's hand froze for an instant, stopping on her face. Edie felt itchy and pushed his hand aside impatiently. "Just because I'm good looking?" The light in Stuart's eyes distinguished like fire and gradually cooled down.
"Yeah."Everyone likes good looking things.
"So you like whoever is good looking? No matter who it is?"
Edie blinked, "Of course, or should I like whoever is not good looking or what should I like?"
Stuart squeezed her jaw, stared into her eyes, and asked coldly,
"Watch closely, and remember who I am." Frustration made him lose control of his strength. Edie felt pain and said in a frown, "Are you stupid? If you don't even know who you are, how am I supposed to know? Let go of me; it hurts."
Stuart didn't loosen his hand. He ignored her weak resistance and stared at her, and his eyes were as cold as if they were snowing inside. "Edie Lara, how do you dare to say that." How dare I say what? "How am I supposed to know"?
He wished he could choke her to death. Edie was frightened by his stare. She suddenly had a feeling. If she were to repeat anything wrong, the person in front of her might choke her.
She looked down and said in a small voice with what courage she had left, her tone of voice was not definitive anymore,
"Who is Edie Lara?" The gloom in Stuart's heart dissipated at once.
There's no need to haggle over what she just said if she's this drunk.
Even when Edie was drunk with an unconscious mind, she could still sense out of instinct that the person in front of her was not the kind that you play with. She stopped talking. She was afraid of enraging him.
Her lips were dry. She reached out her tongue and licked her lower lip unintentionally. Stuart's eyes deepened. He stared at her full red lips, and indistinguishable emotions rolled in his eyes, which Edie could not see.
He gently said, "It doesn't matter; the only thing you need to remember is that I'm Stuart Yates." His voice was elegant and dignified as if he was the noblest lord in the world. She couldn't help but obey.
When she looks into his deep eyes, her heart started rapidly beating as if it was going to jump out of her chest. She couldn't think straight, but repeat his name in a soft, tender voice,
"Stuart Yates..."
Her voice was so soft that it sounded as if she was acting cutesy; it made Stuart lose his mind. Then he kissed her.
Without hesitation, he separated her lips. He invaded her mouth and started mingling with her soft tongue.
At this moment, Edie could not distinguish between dream and reality. She felt an electric shock spreading all over her body, starting from where they first touched. His invasive kisses came down like rain. Edie was a little breathless. It seemed that she could do nothing but respond with her instinct.
After a long time, he finally stopped. Stuart's body slowly moved away from Edie, but not his eyes. He gazed at her quietly. Edie was somewhat out of oxygen because of the long kiss. She breathed hastily, spraying her sweet aroma onto his face. "S... Stuart..."
Edie was drunk with an unconscious mind. She couldn't think of anything except for the name he just told her. She called his name as if grasping onto driftwood in the sea. Stuart answered with a deep, charming voice, "Yes?"
"Why, why did you kiss me?" Drunkenness made Edie's voice as soft as a cloud. The seduction was deadly. The only thing Stuart wanted to do now was to get on top of her and do her hard. He couldn't, and he was afraid he would scare her.
Their first night wasn't ideal, and he didn't want to do that again. How impressive, Stuart Yates, the heir of L.N. Group, a British royal, was "scared." "I wanted to taste the wine." Since she was drunk, Stuart talked nonsense with a straight face.
She was drunk, but not stupid. Edie still had common sense,
"The wine is in the glass."
"Edie," Stuart gave her a smile and started pampering her glorious face...."You've drunk it all, remember?" Um, yes, she indeed did drink it all. Edie rubbed her head and thought she shouldn't have done that.
Edie saw the endless desire in him when their eyes came into contact. She thought the person in front of her must-have craved for wine, and this made her feel guilty. "You really wanted to taste it?" Lights sparkled in his slim eyes. He squinted and said in a deep, charming voice, "I would love to."
Edie, in her drunken state, sighed inside and thought, this poor man, drooling over the wine so severely. She stood on her tiptoes and reached out her arms to embrace his neck, then gave him her lips with her head held up.
Stuart froze. It was her first time kissing him. Her soft, sweet lips were stamped onto his, licking his lips softly. She didn't know what to do; next, she stopped, took a step back, and asked confusedly, "Why does it feel different from the one before?"
She just said the most seducing words and did the most seducing things with her clean and pure eyes. The unconscious temptation is the deadliest. "You are so beautiful." His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were sincere. He could no longer hold back the broiling desire in him. It was driving him crazy. He leaned his body forward to kiss her.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in, and he apparently felt Edie shivering in her thin clothes. Stuart stopped at an inch from her face. "You're cold?" Edie nodded, said in a pitiable tone, "I am so cold." The wind grew colder as the night fell. Stuart picked her up with no hesitation, Edie screamed out of fright and put her arms around his neck in a fluster.
He carried her out of the balcony and said, "Let's continue back in our room."