Chapter 50

Luke’s POV

Claire tried to open her eyes. “Kiss me,” she said and I scoffed.

“You don’t want to like me but you want me to kiss you, you’re really something when you are drunk, you’re quite confused,” I said.

“Come on, Luke. One kiss only, and I’ll be off to dreamland,” she said, still not aware of what she was saying.

“You should sleep, Claire,” I said, and she pouted once more. She’s so cute, I thought to myself, maybe just one kiss won’t hurt, right?

Before leaving her room, I gave her a quick kiss on the lips before I moved away Claire pulled me closer to her and kissed me. I thought she was asleep, to my shock I didn’t respond to her kisses but eventually gave in. We shared a short passionate kiss. You cannot always be like this when you’re drunk, Claire.

After the kiss, I quickly left her room and closed the door. What the heck did I just do? Why did I let my intrusive thoughts of kissing her win? and why am I smiling? I’m pretty sure