Chapter 136: Fresh Air of Countryside
Lethia flinched from the sudden kiss—it was soft, like cotton candy brushing her cheek. Her eyes widened at Caelum, but the silver-haired man only gave her a crooked smile.
"I’m sorry, I just couldn’t hold myself when I saw you smile. But I chose the safe route. Unless..."
Caelum teased, the space between them still too close. Her back was pressed against the doorframe, and she could clearly catch the warm scent of cinnamon laced with sandalwood spice from his Tomeron Sauvage perfume. She knew that brand well. She’d almost bought it once, seduced by its soothing, addictive scent.
Instinctively, her palms found his chest and pushed slightly with a small force against the solid muscle underneath his white shirt. Annoyingly, he didn’t budge.
"There is no unless! Can you please not be this close?" she said, eyes turning away to avoid meeting his gaze.
He chuckled. "I’m not forcing myself, you can push me easily. But your fingers are just nudging me? Why, want to feel it? I’ve been working out lately—"
Before he could finish his cocky words, Lethia gave him a hard push, sending him back into the driver’s seat with a thump.
She cleared her throat, trying not to look flustered despite the rising heat in her cheeks. Her fingers, rubbing her face, only made her heart race faster.
"Don’t tease me like that!" she snapped, instantly regretting her earlier wish to see the childish Caelum again.