Chapitre 18: CHAPTER 18

　　Bethel blushed fiery red and ducked her head. "My imagination must be too much,did he just peck my neck just now?" She asked herself as her hand caress her neck where she had felt his lips pressed upon.

　　She was shocked beyond words,knowing fully well how he hated skin contact with her.

　　"Maybe he is drunk!!

　　"Oh my goodness!!!!!"

　　"Or was it my imagination just now!!"

　　Her heart raced wildly,her hold tightened on the plate she was supposed to return to the kitchen. Not sure of what to believe,she rushed back into Angel's room and locked the door behind immediately.

　　"Bethel.....thank you!"

　　"Bethel .....thank you!!"

　　The words he said to her refused to get out of her head.

　　"He must be really drunk,what could he be thanking me for?" She thought.