Chapter 677

Jack's eyes widened. "How did you know?"

Feena's delicate face flushed slightly as she gave him a coy glance, then lowered her head.

"Well... I was awake at the time!"

He suddenly understood. No wonder her cheeks had inexplicably blushed when he'd secretly kissed her back then.

But at the time, she had spared Jack's pride by pretending to be asleep.

Now, he felt utterly embarrassed. He had thought no one had seen him sneak that kiss.

But now, not only had she noticed, but Phoebe had witnessed it too. It was practically a live broadcast.

He felt a flush rise to his face.

Feena didn't seem bothered. With a teasing smile, she recalled how they'd gotten drunk by the Norhaven River during the New Year. Jack had been bold with her then, his hands roaming freely.

He had worried Feena would distance herself because of that.

But now, not only had she not pulled away, she sought him out even more often than before.

Their relationship had become more intimate.

It made Jack believe that Feena no longer rejected him. Maybe even those small instincts he'd had back then weren't just illusions after all.

Jack averted his gaze.

He knew in his heart that getting involved with her would only lead to future complications.

But now, Feena was staring at him with those expectant eyes. The alcohol clouded his judgment, and his heart raced, nearly leaping from his throat.

A fierce battle raged in his mind. Should he make a move?

"Your eyes are giving you away." She giggled, beckoning him with her finger.

"My hero, come here, won't you?"

Jack shook his head, refusing to step closer.

Feena blushed and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no! I'm going to fall!"

He rushed to her side to help her. But Feena surprised him by wrapping her pale, smooth arms around him, a soft giggle escaping her lips.

"Got you now, my hero. You're not getting away."

Wrapped in warmth and soft curves, the scent of her perfume filled the air. Her delicate body pressed tightly against Jack-the very one he had dreamed of holding.

It was everything Jack had fantasized: soft, sensual, and wonderfully supple.

All he wanted was to hold her close, curl up in a warm bed, and never wake up. And yet, at that moment, he was filled with hesitation.

She giggled. "I've come to you like this... isn't it obvious? Don't you want me? Don't you feel the same way about me?" Her gaze was sultry, laced with countless unspoken temptations.

She had cast aside all restraint, making her move.

If she couldn't win Jack over while he was tipsy, she'd lose her chance once he sobered up.

Seeing his reluctance, Feena suddenly pulled him closer. Her sweet breath fanned his face as her cherry lips neared his.

Under the moonlight, her lips glowed a soft pink. The subtle blush gave her an enchanting beauty, impossible to resist.

It was the most irresistible temptation.

And yet, Jack remained motionless, frozen in place like a complete fool.

Feena leaned in, brushing her lips softly against Jack's in a kiss so sweet it left him dizzy with delight. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ FιndNovel.net