The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 688

Noelle still had a glass in her hand, and Hendrix's sudden embrace nearly made her drop it. She paused for a moment before turning to him. "What are you

doing?"

Instead of answering her, Hendrix simply lowered his head and kissed her on the shoulder. Even though it was only a light kiss, it still sent a shiver down her spine. She instinctively tightened her grip on the glass and tried to pry his hands off.

"Let go first."

Hendrix didn't listen.

"If you don't stop, I'm pouring this water on you."

Noelle's tone carried a hint of anger, but Hendrix didn't seem to care. Instead, he took the glass from her hand and downed the water in one go. The empty glass clinked against the marble countertop as he set it down.

Her fingers dug into the counter's edge, knuckles turning white from how hard

the stillness. Because of this, Noelle bit down on her lip even harder, determined not to let a single sound escape. She'd rather die than risk alerting anyone. Actually, she'd bite Hendrix to death

biting, the sharp tang of blood spreading across her tongue. Yet despite her efforts, a soft whimper slipped out. She tried to swallow it back,

in Noelle's mouth. The strange combination made her frown. She was just about to push him away when a

Daddy, what are you

grip on her waist, the veins at his temple twitching. But at that moment, that was the least of her concerns. She shoved him away and rushed over

hurry earlier, so they remained perfectly clothed. In fact, once Noelle's dress fell back into place, there was no sign of what had just

half-asleep, rubbed her

doing downstairs?"

find you," Rosie mumbled. "Mommy, what were

her hand and

then, Hendrix had already straightened

"Don't you have school tomorrow? Go back to

a sleepy, "Okay." Then, she turned and