Betrayal At The Altar (Rachel and David) novel Chapter 130

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 130

As Rachel Grey was almost done finishing the cotton candy, their walk came to an end as there was no more path ahead.

For the first time, she wished that there was no end to a path.

Back in the car, Rachel held the cotton candy in one hand and struggled to buckle her seatbelt with the other.

At this moment, David Jones suddenly leaned over, reaching out to pull the seatbelt over and buckling it.

The two of them were very close, and their gazes inevitably collided. Their faces were imprinted in each other’s eyes, and their breaths entwined.

There was an ambiguous atmosphere that lingered within the car.

Rachel could not help but recall the kiss just now. She pursed her lips uncomfortably and a hint of embarrassment appeared on her face.

“I bought you cotton candy.” David’s gaze was fixed on her moist lips. His husky voice revealed a hint of seductive charm.

Rachel was slightly stunned. “How much was it? I’ll transfer you the money?”

David did not say anything. He only frowned imperceptibly and looked at her quietly.

Rachel noticed his gaze on her lips and suddenly thought of how the little girl kissed her father after he got her the cotton candy. Did David mean he hoped she could take the initiative and kiss him too?

Rachel’s eyes flickered. She lowered her eyes and slowly leaned forward to kiss his cheek.

However, the moment she approached him, David suddenly turned his head.

She was caught off guard and her lips landed on his thin lips.

Unlike the gentle kiss on the streets earlier, this kiss lasted longer.

He reached out and held the back of her neck, craving for more.

“Breathe. Just as Rachel was in a daze, the man’s husky voice sounded beside her ear.

She was just like a puppet receiving orders. Instinctively, she followed his instructions and. struggled to breathe.

All David could smell was Rachel’s intoxicatingly sweet scent. He could not get enough of it. He was addicted.

Rachel’s fair cheeks were dyed with a faint blush, and her clear almond–shaped eyes. glistened. Her lips were also red and swollen. She was like a delicate flower that had just been ravaged by a storm.

Pureness mixed with charm easily attracted the evil thoughts in David Jones’s heart.

He suppressed the restless thoughts in his heart and touched her cheek. “Where are you going?”