Chapter 103 So, Where Was the Kiss?

• "So, where exactly did he kiss you?" Evelyn asked, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
• Hazel's cheeks flushed crimson. "Only... on the neck," she murmured, barely above a whisper.
• Evelyn's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "On the neck? I've said before that Mr. Luellen is the mature and composed type, but this takes it to another level. True maturity isn't just about how a man carries himself or his success—it's also about self-control. Clearly, he's got plenty of that."