Sitting on the smooth marble counter of the kitchen, Elize let out a soft, breathless chuckle as Brandon's lips found hers once more, catching her off guard.
Her hands instinctively rose to his neck, curling around it and his arms wrapped around her waist, holding her against him.
His lips lingered, exploring the edges of her lips while stealing little kisses.
Eventually, their lips parted, and her eyes were half-lidded with flushed cheeks.
"That reminds me…" she whispered. "Don't tell Charlotte about your relationships… with me, Ravene, Dhayun, or Yve. Not for now."
Brandon's eyes flickered with understanding, before lowering his gaze "…Alright."
Elize smiled in relief "Good."
Before he could respond further, she reached for him again, pulling him in for another kiss.
Her lips parted willingly, and she gently pushed her tongue against his, testing his response.
Brandon, without missing a beat, reciprocated.
