Lola Hussey looked even more wronged: "Why would there be more people? Does that mean there has to be a third person between us?" She pulled her hand back and clenched her fist, pounding it on his chest without using much force. She accused him: "You bastard Ethan Ainsley, you said you didn't go to a blind date, but see? Now you've let it slip!"
Ethan Ainsley: "..."
He helplessly held down the small hand that was hitting his chest.
Lola tried to pull away, but she couldn't.
She pouted and said, "Let go."
Ethan held on tightly, not letting go, and coaxed her, "Call me."
"Call you what?"
"What do you think?"
"Bastard!"
Ethan's other hand went around her back, pulled her towards him, gripped her slender waist, forcing Lola to lift her head. He bent down and kissed her——
The overwhelming invasion ensued.
Her resistance was so strong that Lola could hardly breathe.