"Not going to kiss me?" Caleb Sterling's expression darkened as he kissed Sierra Summers' finger that she'd taken the initiative to extend. He traced along the finger, kissing the fingertip, and gently bit it.
Sierra Summers quickly pulled her hand back.
She didn't even have time to shed tears; she just felt that Caleb Sterling smiled in such a way that it went straight into her heart.
"Not giving..." Sierra Summers offered her hand again, pressing it against Caleb Sterling's lips. She watched as Caleb Sterling raised his eyebrows in surprise, then smiled smugly.
She no longer had the mind to think about her previous social embarrassment or consider her shyness.
Because at this very moment, Caleb Sterling and his actions occupied her every thought.
Sierra Summers felt that she was sincerely rejecting him, but having just cried, her face still bore traces of tears, her eyes still wet, like a delicate flower just wetted by rain, fragile, yet undoubtedly alluring.
