Samantha Tate’s kiss was sudden and unexpected.
Carson Flores’ eyes suddenly widened. He subconsciously wanted to pull away, but Samantha’s hands were tightly hooking around his neck, entwining him like vines, refusing to let him go.
Perhaps because of Carson’s reaction, the kiss became even more intense, as if it was pouring out some kind of vehement emotion.
Carson stopped trying to break free.
After a while, their lips parted.
Samantha’s eyes sparkled, but the fierce emotion from before seemed to have settled, leaving only shyness, her cheeks flushed red.
Carson reached out to pinch Samantha’s cheek, "Feeling better?"
Samantha hummed in response, pursing her lips as if savoring the moment, then puckered up again.
Carson laughed, "This relationship of ours, you’ve made it..."
Before Carson could finish, his lips were sealed again.
This time Samantha wasn’t satisfied with just a touch of the lips; she took the initiative to advance.
Her actions were slightly clumsy, but full of passion.
After a long while, they parted again.
With a coquettish smile, Samantha looked at Carson, whose eyes were somewhat complex, "I gave you my first kiss, big brother, now you have to take responsibility for me!"
Carson’s eyes widened in surprise.
You’re in your twenties and still had your first kiss?
Seeing how proactive you were, I thought you had experience.
But thinking about her awkward movements and reactions just now, he believed it.
Samantha saw the shock on Carson’s face and hummed, "What’s with that expression, don’t you believe me?"
Carson shook his head, "I’m just a little surprised, after all, in this day and age, to find someone as pretty as you at your age still having their first kiss, you’re practically an endangered species like the giant panda."
Samantha snorted, "There are many who chase after me, but I don’t fancy a single one of them. Some are all show and no substance, undeservingly craving swan meat, while others might have family backgrounds and abilities, dressing up all day, prudish on the outside. My family’s conditions aren’t bad, I’m not lacking money, so I won’t rush towards someone just because they’re rich or powerful, naturally I’m choosy."
"Nowadays, most people look at the other’s financial situation, only a few consider character and abilities, whether dating or marrying, they’re just settling. I refuse to settle, it’s either someone I really like or I’d rather be alone."
Carson laughed, "But the one you like might not like you back, and even if you’re together, you might end up giving more and getting back less."
Samantha didn’t mind, "I’m willing to! If it’s someone I like, isn’t it right that I give more? Big brother, I’m willing to give more for you!"
Carson suddenly felt a headache coming on.
Is Samantha beautiful?
Tall, busty, with a pretty face, smart, cunning, understanding of pleasures; being with such a woman would never be dull.
Does Carson like her?
Which man wouldn’t like a beautiful woman?
Putting aside the profound word ’love’ and just speaking of ’like,’ if he said he felt nothing for Samantha after spending time together, that would be impossible.
If Carson was single, perhaps he would have agreed.
But he’s married to Shirley Miller!
Even though it’s a sham, they’ve registered their marriage, and by that relationship, Samantha should call him brother-in-law!
Carson thought for a moment, "Samantha, you know that my coming to Polgel..."
Before Carson could finish, Samantha cut in, "I know, you have a fiancée. You’re pretend husband and wife, right? I don’t care!"
Carson shook his head, "We’re legally married."
Samantha was stunned, "You’re married?"
Carson nodded, "Yes, but as I told you before, I wasn’t lying, we’ve been platonic, and we plan to divorce in three months."
Samantha’s worry turned into joy, "That’s different then, it’s just a piece of paper. I don’t care about that. As long as you treat me well, brother, I’ll be happy."
Carson hesitated, "I came to Polgel, marriage is only on the surface; actually, I need to obtain something related to my identity to trace my origins. After three months, I might not stay in Polgel, and whether I’ll return in the future is uncertain, so..."
Without any hesitation, Samantha interrupted Carson, her eyes seriously fixed on him, "Wherever you go, I go. I won’t be a burden to you."
Carson truly felt moved.
Samantha had genuine feelings for him.
Carson sighed, "Let’s just maintain a friendship for now. No one knows what the future holds; I don’t want to hurt you."
With a mischievous smile, Samantha said, "Don’t be so old-fashioned. You said it yourself, at my age, to still have my first kiss, I’m like a giant panda. Even if I get hurt in the future, it’ll just be a deeply memorable romance. As long as you’re sincere to me, no matter what happens in the future, I won’t blame you."
After a pause, Samantha leaned in closer, her eyes seductive, "Actually, at my age, I long for a man as well. It wasn’t easy finding you; how could I let you go easily? Big brother, just give in to me."
Carson was utterly thrown by her words.
What’s this, the spitting image of a female thug?