Today, Nina Sinclair and Julian Lancaster had a very pleasant dinner.
Their car ride home was together.
As she was preparing to get out of the car, just as Nina was about to unbuckle her seatbelt, unexpectedly, her hand was suddenly covered by a pair of large hands.
She glanced over in surprise, "What is it?"
Julian was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly turned towards her without saying a word, and helped her unbuckle the seatbelt.
Soon, Nina recalled what she had mentioned earlier at The Flavor Crucible, about wanting to help Julian’s friend.
Is Julian already getting into the role now?
She commented, "Helping a girl unbuckle her seatbelt is a very thoughtful action."
Once they returned to the apartment, Nina went to the bathroom to change into comfortable homewear.
At this moment, Julian was sitting on the sofa, and a commercial was playing on the TV in front of him, but his attention didn’t seem to be on the TV.
Their previous apartment was quite simple and small, there was no TV or anything like that, but the new place not only had a prime location but also came fully furnished.
When Nina came out, she noticed Julian had been staring at her.
She found that since they left The Flavor Crucible, the way he looked at her was a bit different, she couldn’t quite pin down the feeling, but it certainly made her blush and her heart race.
Nina calmed herself and casually sat down next to Julian.
After sitting down, she suddenly felt as if they were an old married couple already, which was quite a fascinating sensation. The commercial had automatically ended and returned to the TV show.
The scene flashed to the male and female leads intensely embracing and then passionately kissing, making the viewers blush with embarrassment.
Nina’s body tensed, feeling entirely uncomfortable.
Oh my god! Why did she have to watch this kind of show with Julian?
She stiffened on the sofa, her heartbeat threatening to jump out of her chest.
Just then, Nina suddenly felt a shadow cast before her eyes, and then a pair of large hands landed on her shoulders, pressing her into the soft sofa, followed by cool lips capturing hers.
Julian, with one hand, tightly gripped Nina’s waist, pulling her into his broad chest, while the other rested on her nape, kissing her deeply and passionately.
The only sound left in the room was from the TV, as the on-screen couple had parted ways while they were getting more entwined and intense, seemingly on the verge of losing control...
Nina could even feel the man tensing up, but all she could do was grip his clothes tightly, allowing him to indulge in the lingering and fervent kiss.
A moment later, Julian let go of Nina.
If he didn’t, he might just lose control.
He didn’t want to scare Nina Sinclair away right from the beginning, especially when he hadn’t surpassed Ethan Sherman in the affection games yet, he didn’t want her to flee without a trace.
Compared to Julian’s composure, Nina appeared much more flustered.
She panted heavily as if she hadn’t yet recovered from the earlier thrill, her whole being in a stunned state.
At this moment, Julian asked, "How much did it make your heart flutter when I kissed you?"
If giving her flowers resulted in a 5% flutter, under a hundred-point system, he still had 95 points to strive for. He wanted to know how far he was from his goal, what was the heart-flutter score this time?
"Huh?" Nina murmured softly.
After a while, when her lost rationality returned entirely, realizing what Julian meant, her cheeks flushed a warm heat, turning red like an apple.
This was just too much!
Just one kiss had her completely lost; if more were to happen, she’d immediately surrender, right?
But if she admitted that one kiss from Julian had made her heart flutter a lot, wouldn’t their affection games be over much too soon?
Nina composed herself, lightly coughed, and said, "Julian, you should understand that before the girl has taken a liking to your friend, rashly kissing her doesn’t have much effect, at most it adds a 10% flutter rating." The most update n0vels are published on ɴo(v)elFɪre.ɴet
Julian smirked slightly, just 85% left...