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"I'm very sorry for over reacting earlier today, you know when I shouted at you for going into that room"

She looked at him closely without blinking, trying to get all his facial expressions as he talked. She at least wanted him to say something about why he reacted that way. But he said nothing to that regards.

"So you do not have to be so cold towards me anymore".

Mary was distracted from all her thoughts when she felt his index finger on her chin, turning her to face him, while bringing his face impossibly close to hers.

As usual her mind shut down immediately and the only thing that her poor mind could think of was how those succulent pink lips that were impossibly close to her face would feel on hers.

"You've got mayonnaise on your face" he said in a very low tone, almost in a husky whisper while running his thumb lightly on her face.

That was the limit to what Mary could take, she immediately shut her eyes on impulse and her lips parted involunt