After seeing Mick come out, Nancy put down her glass and stood up, feeling a bit uneasy. âYou⦠have you finished washing up? Then letâs⦠hic⦠go to bedâ¦â
She murmured, feeling like she wasnât as nervous after drinking.
As she spoke, she walked up to Mick, trying to remember how intimate scenes between men and women were portrayed in movies and TV shows, and what a woman should say if she wanted to take the initiative.
The effects of alcohol made Nancy lose her previous restraint, and she became more casual in her behavior.
Nancy began to pull at Mickâs bathrobe, and one hand even slipped inside, touching his skin.
Mick raised an eyebrow. The last woman who tried to touch him had her hand broken by him.
Nancyâs movements were extremely clumsy, but they didnât disgust him. In fact, the places she touched him made him feel a rush of blood.
Did his physical reaction mean that he had feelings for her?
Thinking this, Mickâs eyes became deeper. âWhy did you drink?â he asked.
âI was⦠afraid⦠afraid of being nervous⦠and not performing wellâ¦â she slurred.
If she were still sober, she would have used different words, but she overestimated her alcohol tolerance. Now that she was drunk, she spoke without thinking.
Fortunately, even though she was drunk, she still remembered her goal.
âPerforming well?â Mick couldnât help but laugh. It was the first time a woman had said something like this to him. âDo you think your performance is good now?â
âI will⦠try to make you comfortable, so⦠so⦠donât dislike meâ¦â As she finished speaking, she pulled open his bathrobe and kissed his chest.
Mickâs body suddenly stiffened. This feeling was somewhat unfamiliar to him and made him a little uneasy, as if some kind of balance was about to be disrupted.
Kiss after kiss, she showered them on his chest, collarbone, and shoulders⦠as if igniting a fire within him.
As she kissed him, she kept murmuring, âDonât⦠donât dislike me⦠Iâll do well, Iâll⦠make you happyâ¦â
Mick lowered his eyes and looked at the flushed and blurry-eyed woman. Even if she was drunk, did she still want him to like her?
Her words seemed to place herself in a humble position, as if she would do anything to gain his affection.
Was it because she really liked him, as she said, or was there something else?
After all, too many women desired him, not only as a person, but also for the Reed family behind him!
âDo you really want me to like you?â he asked in a low voice.
âOf course⦠I want you to like me⦠I really like you⦠hiccupâ¦
me!â She said, raising her head, wrapping her arms around his neck, and then pressing her lips hard against his.
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