How on earth was he going to plant that kiss while she was still fully in her senses?
She wasn't going to be drunk, so no chance she'd let his lips anywhere near hers.
He was acting like a guy grasping at straws, desperate for something he couldn't quite reach.
He grabbed her hands and tugged her along. "Come on, let's go now, or we'll be late."
They reached the car, and he swung the door open for her like a chauffeur.
"Since when is he such a gentleman?" she wondered, eyeing him suspiciously.
As they drove, Rafael kept sneaking glances at Cherry, his mind racing.
What secret key could she hold that's worth more than all her current riches? And where on earth could she be hiding it?
They arrived at the set, tucked away in some desolate spot, far from the bustling city.
Fans were practically losing their minds, counting the days until the scene hit the screens—the one where their two favorite stars would finally lock lips.
