Chapter 245 : Falling in

Tiffany

I give up and cover my face, groaning.

"You're okay?" He asks.

I can feel the small amount of alcohol working on me. But I'm still in a good mood. I sit straight and rub my face.

"Yeah. Yeah. I'm sorry. I think—"

"Well, you can talk about good things, no?" He smiles.

"There was nothing good in my life", I grunt. "Brought up in slums. Hardly getting food to eat. Working in a coal mine since I was a child. Nothing was good, actually. Mom left too. It's all about Ryan and Kevin, those only people who care about me", I scoff.

"I care about you too", he husks. I look up at him. Our eyes meet. Intensely.

He drags himself closer to me, our faces just an inch apart. I feel his arm snaking around my waist. He pulls me closer, pressing me against himself. Leaning closer to me, he softly places his lips on mine. My head goes blank and I respond with the same intensity. I hold his neck, and with my other hand, I clutch onto his shirt, going breathless with his tongue pushing inside m