Chapter 85 Something like love

• Kelvin was fingering her. He was touching her in ways that made her want to scream. Leila tried to pull out his hand but he threw her a stern glare. They were at another eatery for lunch. An eatery of her choice.
• This eatery wasn’t as private as the ones she and Kelvin always ate their lunch. The other booths were occupied, there was a couple behind them but Kelvin simply didn’t care. She tried to feign nonchalance but he was doing silly things to her body.
• “Kev,” she breathed out, nails digging into their table with the menu on it.