Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Chapter 68

He was way too close for comfort, invading her personal space as if he were about to steal a kiss. Leanne turned her head to avoid him, “None of your business!”

After a couple of drinks, there was a certain tipsy charm about her. Her brows knitted in annoyance, an adorable pout that Curtis couldn’t help but find endearing. He knew he was twisted for thinking so.

“You smell like alcohol. How much did you drink?”

Was it that obvious? Leanne fell for the bait, covering her mouth, “Just a few drinks.”

“Don’t believe you,” Curtis challenged, “Let’s have a little check, shall we?”

Leanne was about to ask how he intended to check. Was he going to draw blood for an alcohol test right there?

But before she could utter a word, Curtis had grasped her delicate chin, pulling her face back towards him. Before she knew it, his lips were on hers.

His cool kiss sent a shiver down her spine, her breath trembling.

Kissing was something Curtis had taught her.

Those past intense and inseparable kisses as well as memories seeped into her very bones.

Curtis seemed to hesitate, breaking away after a brief moment. His fingers caressed her chin while he studied her soft and rosy lips, lost in thought..

too familiar with his scent, her muscle memory hadn’t

from the alcohol, not giving her a chance to

his deep gaze falling on

her clarity returning sharply. Almost immediately, she pushed Curtis

moved off his lap, she turned to

as

lips, “You kissed me

gave me a french kiss for five seconds. You got

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Five seconds? Impossible!

for being such a treacherous thing, while his

frazzled, his accusation only fanned her irritation. He was the one who’d

now? What do

came, just the sound of his

an arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace. Caught off guard, she found

With those words, he dipped his head down for another

were assertive, brooking no argument or

grasp around her waist, his

push against his chest to no avail. Her breath and air were seemingly

her mouth, skillfully entwining with hers, knowing just how to touch and