Chapitre 189: Cross Examination

When their lips were about to meet, Hawk sighed in wonder as his hands reached Feather's thigh, just a few inches from her woman's glory.

"You're so flawless….you don't have a scar…" Hawk commented as he continued caressing Feather thighs which the girl took as a good sign. She thought that just a little bit more and she'll end up at his bed.

"Oh…I've been a ballerina for a long time, I always take care of my skin," Feather replied, biting her lips. She does find it sexy—Hawk hovering toward her caressing her thighs as if looking for something. 

"I don't have a scar anywhere," She replied proud but little did she know that his answer hit something in Hawk, making him confused a little.

"Your heart shaped scar?" He said as if asking a question, this time it was Feather who was confused on how weird his questions were.