Chapter 427 The sky was already dark by the time Charmine woke up. With all the lights turned off, only the moonlight‘s soft glow that danced through the window lit the room. Charmine could make out a fresh masculine scent as she blinked away her drowsiness...only to find herself in Anthony‘s arms! Not just that, but they were cuddling one another, laying face to–face in bed!
Anthony was fast asleep. Torn and crumpled, his white shirt had many of her lipstick marks.
What…?
Charmine rubbed her temples and realized that she had a hangover. Was she the one crumpling his shirt when she was drunk? She felt unusually guilty as she carefully tried to get out of the bed, but a strong arm pulled her by the waist and back into Anthony‘s embrace. Charmine met his darkened gaze. They were extremely close to one another as her lips could almost graze his chin. With a slight move, her lips would graze his. “Let me go,” insisted Charmine without moving an inch. “You hugged and touched me, Ms. Jordan. Are you not going to make up for that?” Anthony questioned her with his deep and hoarse voice. Charmine flushed. Hugged him? Touched him?
It could not be…
“I‘d normally fall dead asleep after I‘m drunk. I‘d never do that–don‘t accuse me blindly!”
“It appears that Ms. Jordan needs me to remind her of everything that happened, such as how she used my arm as her pillow...” Every word Anthony spoke made Charmine feel even guiltier. Even though she thought she was not that kind of person, Anthony‘s clothes were the evidence!
She hastily cut him short, “Stop, stop, stop! You… Just tell me what I can do to make up for that!”
Anthony‘s lips curled upward as, out of the blue, he blurted out two words in his low and hoarse voice, “Kiss me.”
‘Kiss me?
Kiss him?
Charmine‘s eyelids twitched. “Anthony, you can‘t do this!” She knew she had to make up for touching and hugging him, but… Why was he asking her to kiss him?
“Do you know how much trouble you‘ve caused me today, Charmine? Or do you want me to remind you how it feels?” Anthony‘s voice was deeper and hoarser than usual. Charmine was also an adult–of course she knew. With that, she quickly offered, “I can kiss
you, but you have to forget this happened and not mention it to a single soul after.” “Okay,” Anthony smirked. He looked at her patiently, waiting. Charmine panicked and felt uneasy under his questioning gaze. “Close your eyes,” she eventually spoke. Anthony smiled and closed his eyes. Charmine was an inch away from him, that angelic face of his, and the air he exuded always made one feel his abstinence. Kissing a man like him would not be so bad after all. She closed her eyes and narrowed the distance between them, and they jolted at that very moment. Charmine‘s heart raced as if something was about to jump out from her throat. Charmine hastily pushed him away to leave, but Anthony hooked his hand on the back of her head and deepened the kiss. Charmine‘s mind went black, and all she could feel was his arrogant temper. She was running out of oxygen, out of air… “Charmine…” His voice was low and hoarse, filled with deep emotions.
