Mysterious Little Wife novel Chapter 12

Lacey stood on her tiptoes. Though Sam was now leaning over and her hands were around his neck, she still struggled to keep her balance.

"Sam—"

Having no choice, she landed on her feet and gave up.

Why was this man so gigantic?

He looked about 6'2" tall!

"Huh?" Just as Lacey was about to let go, Sam's hand, which was around her waist, abruptly drew her closer.

She was pulled into his arms before having the chance to react. A pair of hands stopped awkwardly in the middle to keep them apart.

"What are you—"

Sam abruptly leaned over before she could complete her sentence. 

His gaze deepened as he caressed her face with his chin. With a low chuckle, he asked, "Which of your friends are you paying a visit? Why don't I tag along?"

Lacey froze, and it was only then that she realized the slight ambiguity of their situation. 

Reaching out her hand, she immediately pushed him away.

"There's no need for that! Well, you see, I'll be leaving soon. So, you go on about your business!"

Lacey took a step back as she spoke, clearly wanting to keep her distance from him.

Sam, on the other hand, drew closer to her till she was forced against the wall.

His hands were quick to trap her between his arms.

Then he leaned in close and asked, ambiguously, in a hushed tone, "What's the matter? Is that friend of yours a guy or a lover?"

Stunned, Lacey looked up at Sam in dismay. Her black twilight eyes set her face even paler.

What did he just say?

A what?

A lover?

"I'm just kidding." Sam suddenly stood up straight. He stroked her hair with a faint smile and said, "Call me later, okay?" as if nothing had happened.

Lacey was slightly puzzled. She was caught off guard by his sudden change of attitude.

Sam smirked, and he asked, "What's the matter? Do you want to bring me along?" 

"No, no, no! I mean, I'll call you later!" Lacey bolted after saying that.