Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 1405

"Patrick, all you asked for is a kiss. Look at where you're touching now!"

Amelia shot a cold stare at the man who seemed to have such a poor self-control when it came to making out.

Patrick smacked his lips crookedly before he said shamelessly, "You're too delicious. I can't resist your charm."

Amelia had no other choice but to grab his hands which were in the mist of exploring her body. She threatened expressionlessly, "If you were to continue like this, don't blame me if I go and request Paisley to inject you with anesthetic. You'll get to experience a life as a disabled person."

Patrick raised his eyebrows in shock, "Mrs. Hopper, you can't be serious, can you?"

Amelia imitated his expression and raised her eyebrows threateningly as she challenged him, "Go ahead and try."

A tiny smile began to creep onto the corner of his lips. Patrick replied fawningly, "Fine, I promise that I won't simply touch you again. Please forgive me, Mrs. Hopper."

"That sounds much better." While saying, Amelia could not help but sweep a glance at their current posture.

At this moment, Patrick had already lied back on his bed while she was pressing herself against his sturdy chest. The only common thing they shared was their rumpled shirts.

Amelia could not help flushing. That was certainly not what she had expected earlier. After all, what they had both agreed was nothing but a kiss.

At that instance, he followed Amelia's gaze and swept a glance at their posture before his gaze fell right on his own crumpled shirts. He began flashing his crooked smile satisfactorily as he teased, "It seems like I'm not the only one who was aroused. You had been turned on too, hadn't you?"

At the sight of his mischievous smile on his unrealistically handsome face, Amelia pouted, "Fine, you're right. You're such a good kisser. How could I not get turned on by you?"

She paused for a moment before she grumbled again, "I wonder which woman trained you into such a good kisser..."

Patrick stared at her intensely. He was intrigued by her question, "Mrs. Hopper, are you feelingjealous?"

Amelia stunned for a while before she denied, "Jealous? Why must I get jealous? Everyone must have kissed someone before!

There's nothing to be jealous of!"

hint of sorrow flashed across his eyes. He murmured, "Mrs. Hopper, I get jealous when

truth was no one could ever resist Patrick's expression at

a patient gown lying on the

than usual when the light in the ward fell on him. In light of his injury, his sharp features were clothed with sheer delicacy. He was still charming as usual despite looking ill and gloomy. All in a

"I didn't mean to sulk earlier. I know that it's normal for anyone in a romantic relationship to kiss. I will be surprised if you have never kissed anyone before. I was just being fussy. Don't take it to heart. I'll forget it too..." Patrick could not help but exclaim secretly, "Aww... How can she be so adorable?" Ever since they opened up

in a sudden, he said, "Mrs. Hopper, come

was still a trace of guilt on her face when she asked puzzlingly, "What do you

"I'd like to

you.

remembered that he was overwhelmed by sadness a moment

won't be doing anything

When she finally came back to her senses, she found

but to

when Amelia sighed emotionally before she murmured, "Why didn't we get to

come across with their path with Daniel or Sissi as well as

He hushed, "You won't know who's the right person for you unless you've met the wrong one before. Don't you think that our

you mean that we will somehow come across with some sc*mbags

way you

Amelia was referring to Sissi when she mentioned 'sc*mbags', the truth was he was not mad at all. In fact, he had never thought of refuting

the same time in Streams

overwhelmed by

been spending the whole day with Abner However, she could not help thinking that there was an invisible wall preventing her from reaching the child. She tried

the outcome

began to wonder, "Is

the contrary, she was aware that Abner was an obedient child. He would do exactly of what she told her to do. For instance, she taught him a poem earlier in the morning and he managed to pronounce word by word after her. However, when it came to the revision at noon, he would

alone was

a teacher with great patience, not to mention the fact that Abner was her child. Hence, she repeated the poem dedicatedly for another couple of times. Again when she revised with Abner later the

was there with them during the revision in late afternoon. As a result, she could not help feeling embarrassed irrespective whether from a