Sebastian allowed Winter to process what had just happened. He turned around and headed to his room.
Winter was caught off guard. Amongst all the things she predicted, she never thought that Sebastian would kiss her.
Winter touched her lips with her index and traced ther wetness. She could feel the earnestness when he kissed her, as if he truly wanted to kiss her.
'This is strange, why did he kiss me?' Winter thought absentmindedly. 'At this point, he should loathe me enough not to touch me. Isn't that the point of me distancing myself?'
Winter wondered if her suspicion about Sebastian was true or if he was just angry at her taunt and decided to kiss her out of spite. After all, he always had his way to melt her heart.
On top of that, she hated the fact that she didn't hate the kiss. She remembered his lips and how he ensured she knew the man she married.