"Don't bite your lips. You'll ruin the makeup," Jackson murmured softly, his lips getting closer to hers. "What are you thinking? About me? Let me guess. Your face is so red. Are you thinking about the intimate moments we shared?"

Serenity's eyes widened in surprise. Just by that look of hers, Jackson knew he had hit the nail on the head.

"I see. What sort of intimate moments..." His voice grew gentler, making her heart flutter. "Was it that night? Serenity? Are you thinking about that night?"