Chapter 11. My Secret

He had never found true love in his entire immortal life. All he could see when he looked at Mary was the true love he had been seeking.

“I am desperate,” she whispered. “You know I can’t just give up my search for answers.”

She wrapped her arms around Clinton’s waist. Her bosom rested on his back so he could feel the size.

Clinton couldn’t help it. He already started feeling strong on the inside. He tried to fight it but couldn’t. So, he finally gave in to the temptation. He turned very slowly and gazed at her for a few seconds before locking his lips with hers.

“How are you feeling?” Clinton narrowed her eyes on Mary.

They were both still lying flat on the bed and resting from the smooth ride they got themselves into.

“A bit pain,” she admitted.

“I am sorry about that. I didn’t know it was your first time.” There was a trace of remorse on Clinton’s face. He never wanted this, not this time. He just gave in to the temptation.

“I will