If kissing the forehead is a Smith Family tradition, then what about kissing on the lips?
Bertha's eyelashes trembled with fear as she dared not open her eyes. Her mind was a jumbled mess, unsure how to handle the situation.
Should she keep pretending to sleep, or should she open her eyes and get to the bottom of this?
Just as she was caught in indecision, the man who had stolen a kiss from her gave her no time to think.
He didn't just sample lightly and stop.
He kissed her lips again and again.
This, this clearly crossed the line of what's appropriate between family members!
Thump thump! Thump thump!
Bertha could feel her heart pounding forcefully, her hands clenched into fists gripping her clothes, panicking as the man had no intention of stopping. She was at a loss.
Knowing it was something that had to be faced sooner or later, and not wanting their relationship to remain unclear, she gathered her courage and opened her eyes.
And then she met the man's deep, serene eyes.
