The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 127 Water and Fire

Chapter 127 Water and Fire

If she tugged his shirt any harder, she’d be seeing his abs next.

And maybe even more….

Suddenly, the air in the private room felt so stilling. Simon could barely breathe.

He turned his head sharply, trying to escape the suffocating heat, trying to ignore the way her gaze burned against his bare chest and made every inch of his skin feel electrified.

Then she leaned in–soft breath brushing against his neck, hot and uninvited, mingling shamelessly with his own

His throat went dry.

He couldn’t take it. He wanted to push her away, but somehow, at the same time, he didn’t.

Her red lips were inches from his own, like a rose soaked in flames–dangerous and intoxicating.

He had this irrational certainty that any second now, those lips would press into his.

The tension between them made him freeze, made him want and fear all at once.

“Lily, you–why do you keep putting your hands on me? You–how can you…”

How can you be so shamless?!

To hide the heat creeping up his neck, Simon forced his tone to be sharp, scolding.

But before he could finish yelling at her, something hit his face.

No–poured onto it.

She hadn’t kissed him. She’d grabbed the wine glass and dumped the whole thing on him!

Then she flung his collar away and huffed, full of smug disdain, “Maybe a little water will help your brain grow in next year! Simon, hope you finally grow one!”

“Lily!”

Simon’s face turned a furious shade of green.

the

to pour something on

she trying to

nothing more than to grind her into dust–but even now, there was something wild and bright about her expression that made his fists

at her vivid, ice–clear face, dazed for a moment–just long enough for

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urgently and insistently.

ID flashed.

he picked

voice over the

still

Simon actually felt a twinge of reluctance to

he remembered–sixteen years ago, when he was buried beneath the rubble in that lightless, hopeless place… it had been Lizzy who stayed with

bear to

be

last cold, loathing glance, grabbed his car keys, and left in a

was dining

private room was full of flattery and laughter, but John’s sharp, handsome features were frosty and expressionless. He

anniversary of his relationship with

how pushy and unreasonable she’d

was their anniversary,

to spend

else would he have gone out of his way to

by the way, Simon’s here tonight too–on

a grin. “They’re at Moonview Hall, all the way down at the

right? Any idea who she is? Things got intense–I saw her push Simon up against the wall. Didn’t stick around to see more though. didn’t want

idea who

even more surprised that Simon–who never

wasn’t actually

drugged… and how Simon’s fingertips had hovered

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