Suddenly, Carl slammed the door and shouted, “Mr. Norris, it’s getting late. You should rest!” Leo paused for a moment, clearly considering letting go of me. But I gritted my teeth and rushed over, hugging him tightly, my chest pressing against his shirt. His expression darkened slightly. “Miss Emma, what are you doing...?”
I pressed my knee against the side of his leg and fidgeted a little, trying to find the right words. “Aren’t you cold? I think I have a way to warm you up.” Leo raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh? What do you have in mind?”
Outside, Carl was still shouting, but I pushed past my nerves. I lifted my skirt slightly, revealing my slender legs. “I’m feeling warm. Just give it a try—I promise you won’t regret it.”
The cynicism faded from Leo's face as he looked at me with his captivating, peach-blossom eyes. I could see his Adam's apple shift slightly, and in a bold move, I stood on my tiptoes and pressed my lips to the warm skin of his neck, letting out a soft breath. His fingers tightened around my arm, and I noticed his pupils narrow slightly in surprise.