In Zachary's pupils, it was as if a stone had been thrown, causing subtle ripples and creating a flirtatious and intimate tension that made me want to look away.
I tried to think of him as a block of wood.
Suddenly, he extended his soft tongue, causing my pupils to dilate in shock. My hands and feet instinctively moved back in panic...
"Three!
"Two!
"One!
"Timer is up! Challenge successful!"
As the host's voice rang out, Zachary gentlemanly held me steady.
I quickly pulled my hand away as if shocked, while the host continued with enthusiastic commentary.
Zachary calmly leaned closer to me, muting both our microphones.
With our faces just inches apart, I could clearly hear our breaths and heartbeats.
He opened his lips slowly, his breath warm against my ear. "It's been so long since we last met. You haven't improved your kissing skills at all."
Zachary's voice was soft, only audible to the two of us.
My brain shut down, my heart raced, and my cheeks burned...
He, however, acted as if nothing had happened, lifting his elegant fingers to unmute the microphone.
The internet was already in an uproar!
[Oh my God, I'm dying! How is Lillian so lucky?!]