"Me? What does it have to do with me? My reasons are different from theirs." Sierra Summers knew Caleb Sterling was asking on purpose, yet still glared at him unhappily.
"When I liked you, I didn't even know who you were, Caleb Sterling, do you understand what that means?"
Sierra Summers patted her chest.
But those people first know who you are, they may not necessarily like you.
They approach you for reasons that you don't understand?
Sierra accused Caleb, but was instead cradled by him, kissed, tenderly.
Gradually, Sierra became dazed.
The temperature was a bit high.
Also a little unexpected.
Sierra, feeling lightheaded, opened her mouth, "Are you trying to stop me from talking? Is that why you're kissing me?"
"Alright, your girlfriend is generous, I'll let you kiss." Sierra fluttered her lashes, readily closed her eyes, lifted her head, and pouted her lips, "Go ahead, kiss."
