"Alright, alright, you gotta give it your best shot. Jay, this mission is mainly on you. Nelly is a girl, she’s shy, so you gotta make the first move," Granny Rebecca ended the video call.
Cornelia felt a headache coming on.
Marcus noticed her tension, "It's okay, if you don't want kids, we won't have kids. We decide our life, and no one else has the right to interfere."
His voice was still so soothing.
Cornelia looked up to see him wearing silver-rimmed glasses, with a smile in his eyes, "I...I don't not want kids, I just don't want them this early, I want to wait a few more years."
"Alright...whatever you say," he reached out, cradled the back of her head, gently pulling her closer.
Cornelia instinctively closed her eyes. His breath getting closer, closer, he was probably about to kiss her...
Her heart was racing, as if it was about to jump out of her throat. But, after waiting for what seemed like forever, he didn't kiss her.
Wasn't he going to kiss her?
Cornelia slowly opened her eyes, his face was right in front of hers. He seemed to be smiling.
She opened her mouth to say something, but saw Marcus' lips quickly approaching hers. His lips were hot, but his kiss was light, like a feather brushing past, leaving no trace.
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