She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Just as Moira was at a loss, suddenly a light bulb went off in her head. "I got it!"

"Really?"

For some reason, every time Barclay said those words, Moira felt like he didn't believe her.

Now, upon hearing it again, she reflexively felt embarrassed and guilty. "Yes, really."

"Oh." He responded and let go of the hand that had been resting on her back, though his left hand on her waist remained.

Moira could feel him gently touching her spine, each touch so light, and it felt like he barely touched her at all.

"You seemed to like it when I touched you the last two times you got drunk."

"I don't remember."

"Shall I help you remember?"

Moira was dumbfounded upon hearing this.

She had no idea how to respond!

What should she say?

"I'm kidding."

Just as she was at a loss, Barclay suddenly chuckled lightly and then let go of her.

Relieved, Moira let out a silent sigh.

leaned back, lost in thought, his

to leave, but at that

like that,

her explanation. Once again, he reached out and pulled her into his arms with a

was off with Barclay, but

that a coincidence? I quite like

deep voice had even finished, Moira felt a warmth on

in disbelief as Barclay leaned in to

did things escalate to

it, Moira realized that this kiss

was actually holding onto her lips, not planning to

his intention and instinctively began, "Mr. Covington,

Barclay with

she was like a fish in boiling

released her,

sat there in a daze, unable to believe she had just shared a passionate kiss

ragged

calmed down, Moira's thoughts

to return. At that

realized what

Barclay!

her who was drunk.

chest and looked up at Barclay, whose

Barclay remained still.

about half a minute before tentatively reaching out to touch

lifted his