Chapter 257

• Although the two had kissed before, Tamara Randall's kissing skills were still as awkward as a kindergarten child, completely passive in response to Frank Holt's advances.
• Frank Holt was always gentle, yet passionate, his soft lips carrying a scorching heat that slowly warmed her lips and her heart.
• Embraced tightly in the spring water, their lips intertwined, a faint mist surrounding them, the scene as picturesque as a painting, stunningly beautiful.