Joan Shaw's mind was a bit of a blur, and her eyes were wide.
'Hadn't he just said her only real family was her husband and child?'
'Then...'
Her mind went blank.
But the next moment, what Finn Norris did made her mind feel like it had just exploded.
He leaned in close, cupped the back of her neck, and pressed his lips to hers without warning.
His lips were warm and carried a clean, fresh scent.
Yet the scent made her subconsciously compare it to Miles Xavier's domineering kiss and the lingering taste of tobacco on his breath.
Finn Norris's kiss was just like him—warm and sweet.
The entire time, Joan Shaw's eyes remained wide open, her face a mask of astonishment.
It wasn't until he pulled away that she abruptly touched her lips with her fingertips. "Finn... what was..."
'She couldn't understand. Why would he kiss her?'
