Chapter 63 Stroll

• He got up and went to meet her, his hands holding her face as if he feared she would turn away from his kiss. As if she were crazy to do something like that. On the contrary, she slid her hands down his back, pulling him close, responding to Salvatore's advances with her lips and tongue. She grumbled when he ended the kiss and imposed distance between them.
• "Let's go!"
• "Do we really have to go out?" She grabbed his waist and rested her chin on his broad chest, her pleading eyes alternating between his dark eyes and his lips, moist from the exchanged kisses.