After a lingering kiss, Stanley Batton forced her down and bit her earlobe mischievously. “Tell me… Do you miss me? Hmm?”

It was a blatant lie if she said she did not miss him at all.

Xyla Quest nodded truthfully.

“Which part of you misses me?”

“My heart.

“Stanley Batton!”

Xyla’s face grew redder and redder. Luminous rosiness seared through her cheeks, all the way to her ears and neck.

Her heart was about to leap from her throat.

The man above her grinned. He leaned forward and met he