From Cooper’s angle, he could see a tall and strong man holding a petite lady in his embrace and kissing her. He couldn’t see their faces but felt a connection when he saw them.
They must be a loving couple. Cooper thought for a while and looked away. He then walked quickly to the restroom.
The person left for a while before Ernest released Florence’s lips. He looked at her with fire in his eyes and suppressed his feelings.
After regaining her freedom, she felt totally weak and tried her best to stand. She was feeling extremely flustered. Was she drunk? She must be drunk. Otherwise, how could she not be able to stand just after a kiss from Ernest?
The fire of lust within him raged even more intense when her soft body clung to his.
“I’ll take you to a place.” His voice was so attractive.
He extended his hand and carried her in his arms and walked quickly towards the lift. Florence grabbed his neck as she felt her feet leave the ground. At this moment, their faces almost touched as if she was going to kiss him. Florence was even more flustered and quickly looked away.
“Where are you taking me?”
“A nice place.” Ernest pursed his lips and grinned.
Florence detected this and her large eyes were shocked. She had never seen such an attractive and mesmerizing grin. This must be the first time she saw Ernest smile. So, this serious man knew how to smile after all. Florence’s heart was racing and her mind was filled with this man and she forgot about having to go back to the private dining room.
Ernest brought Florence to the hotel’s rooftop.
As they arrived at the rooftop, a cool breeze blew over and Florence felt very comfortable and relaxed. Although there were no hotel operations on the rooftop, it had been previously landscaped and the environment looked rather decent.
There was a large ottoman sofa among the flowers. Florence’s body was soft and tender. She immediately lay comfortably and looked at the flowery surroundings and the sky. She was enjoying the moment.
As she was soaking in the moment, she was stunned to see that Ernest had sat beside her. His big figure made the ottoman sofa look small. The two of them were practically touching and right next to each other.
Florence quickly straightened herself and said, “Mr. Hawkins” Why are you sitting here? When Florence sat up straight, Ernest naturally leaned back into the ottoman sofa.
He said as a matter of fact, “There is only one sofa here.”
Florence didn’t believe it and looked around. True enough, there was only one sofa. She hesitated for a moment and then said, “I’ll let you have it.”
She wanted to stand up but an arm reached over to hold onto her and pull her back. She fell backward right into his embrace. What she felt was his strong body, broad chest, and his mesmerizing presence.
Florence tensed up and tried to struggle, “Mr. Hawkins, what are you doing?”
“We’ll share this one and only sofa.” Ernest leaned back on the sofa and held comfortably onto Florence. His eyes were fiery but he tried to be decent.
They could share a sofa together but… was it appropriate for them to be hugging like that? Florence’s mind was flustered, “Mr. Hawkins…”
“Look at the sky,” Ernest said softly to change the topic.
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