After they kissed for a long while, Stanley Batton held Xyla Quest’s face in his hands while rubbing her cheeks with his thumbs. “Go ahead and play your game,” he said.

Blushing, Xyla pushed him away and hopped off the desk. When she landed on the ground, her body tipped forward because she lost her balance.

Subconsciously, she hugged him to hold herself steady.

Stanley pinched Xyla’s chin softly with a playful look in his eyes. “Do you want to continue kissing me that badly? Hmm?” He asked.