Oscar gazed at her broodingly before lowering his head and sealing her lips with his.
After the kiss, she pushed him gently and kept a distance from him. She stared at him unblinkingly and said, “You’re a real playboy, Mr. Clinton. Despite claiming to love Ms. Yard, you are still in a relationship with me, your wife. Do you enjoy the exhilarating feeling of being a two-timer?”
“We won’t have anything to do with each other after our divorce.”
Amelia’s heart ached, but she grinned defiantly. “Mr. Clinton, are you reminding me that we won’t have anything to do with each other soon?”
She raised her arm and traced circles on his chest, her fingers dancing seductively over it. “If that’s the case, I think you shouldn’t touch me tonight. After all, we’ll be going on our separate ways soon.”
you’re still Mrs. Clinton. And
and pressed
on her face. Her eyes were so charming that Oscar fell into a daze
look like
his chest nonchalantly, she remarked, “Mr. Clinton, I won’t be happy if you mention another woman in front of me. That’ll make
neck toward her and
position of dominance. He forcefully kissed Amelia,
next base, Amelia pushed him away like a playful child. Smiling wantonly, she asked, “Mr. Clinton, you wouldn’t mind some
Staring at her hungrily like a wolf, he said in a deep voice, “Sure.”
He strode away and returned with a bottle of red wine dated from 1982 and two glasses.
After pouring her half a glass of wine, he passed it to her and said, “Cheers!”
“Cheers.”
Amelia clinked her glass against his before swirling it gently so that the wine could absorb the oxygen for the aroma to be stronger.