Nolan Morrison's eyes, due to the high fever, were now bloodshot. He looked straight at Matilda Jenkins, with a look of confusion upon waking.
The two were so close that their breaths mingled together.
Matilda's face turned a little red, and she instinctively wanted to rise, realizing that what she was doing could be easily misunderstood.
Stealing a kiss and getting caught is indeed quite embarrassing.
But... she had just moved for a bit when her lips were pressed back in less than a second.
Nolan Morrison's body was indeed unwell, but somehow he suddenly had this immense strength, holding down Matilda's back of the head, almost like he was going to swallow her whole.
Matilda could hardly describe how scorching Nolan's lips were. All she knew was that quickly, she lost her ability to think, completely surrendering to his kiss.
