Speed Candles

Emily hesitated to introduce herself when she heard this male voice tinged with indifference and a bit of playfulness.

"How could it be you?" Emily calmed down and instantly identified the man must be Sebastian Clark.

Sebastian walked out from the door. His distinctly outlined face was as sentimental as before—the slender eyes under his dashing eyebrows, the prominent nose, and the thin lips. Only that his hair was shorter than it was two years ago, and his eyes were sharper.

“I wonder if Miss Morris likes this kind of reunion?"

It had been two years since they last saw each other. Sebastian sat on the edge of the interview table to look at her face, which used to be dashing and enchanting. But now, only her eyes still had a few traces of the old sparkles.

“Prison really is a good place to rehabilitate a person”, Sebastian thought. As he was thinking, Emily’s face changed with a smile, “Mr. Clark, I just got out of jail. Are you so addicted to me from the night two years ago to look for me all over the world? What are you up to? Do you want to have a pricy ride or keep me as your secret lover?”

must be a reason

into his eyes directly. She was smiling, but her eyes were filled with provocation as if she can take off her clothes

stepped forward to lift her chin and satirized, “You really are hopeless. Two years in prison didn’t

allow anyone to provoke her, especially when she was dealing with a man. She stretched out her hand and moved Sebastian’s finger on her chin to her left cheek. She slightly raised her head and questioned, “I thought

dashing eyes looked at him would be hard to

put her

he more shameful than

an inch away from each other. Sebastian was obsessed

reserved. You might suffer from being coquettish.” Sebastian did not hide

around Sebastian’s neck. She looked completely different

Sebastian looked at her as if she