Laura Lowell looked at this man, so cool and ascetic in both his appearance and his aura, and suddenly chuckled softly.
'The King of Jealousy himself, live in action.'
"When you were sleeping on the plane, his eyes never left you. Are all fans this creepy nowadays?"
Laura Lowell glanced at the other passengers rising from their seats behind them and pursed her lips in an expression of helpless innocence. After a quick look around to make sure no one was watching, she secretly planted a light kiss on Aiden Shaw's cheek.
"Come on, let's go. We're blocking the aisle."
Laura Lowell took Aiden Shaw's arm and hurried toward the cabin door.
Someone clearly had no resistance to Laura Lowell's kisses. A moment ago, he'd been radiating jealousy, but now he was as docile as could be.
