Lucas Knight didn't expect the little woman to make a sudden move, her soft lips sliding up and pressing tightly against his.
It felt as though they hadn't been in a cold war for months.
Yes, the divorce agreement was signed two or three months ago, and during this time, they hadn't had such intimate contact.
He hadn't touched this little woman for months either.
Kissing Lucas Knight felt unchanged; this man's scent was damn good.
But her breath seemed completely robbed; she knew what continuing the kiss would lead to, so she immediately pulled back and quickly escaped: "Lucas Knight, stop!!"
Even though her body reacted, softened from his kiss and leaned toward him, Eva Nightingale still controlled her body's response.
The man slightly narrowed his eyes, watching her like this: "Why so nervous!"
After all, it was evidently her who made the first move.
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Lucas Knight called Harry North at noon.
And coldly ordered: "I sent a document to you, remember to handle it."
