Owen Moreland slightly tilted his head and captured her lips.
Their hearts beat as one, sparking a forgetful deep kiss, Amelia Clarke's hand that was covering his eyes unknowingly shifted to wrap around his neck.
Dorothy Brown emerged from the kitchen and instantly saw the unabashed couple in the living room... Even as a middle-aged woman who had lived half her life, she couldn't help but blush.
She hadn't expected the stern and steady gentleman to be so unprincipled in private.
She hurried back to the kitchen, only daring to come out after the couple had left.
The White Range Rover stopped punctually at 7 o'clock at the gate of Bordine University.
The snow on the road had been cleared by sanitation workers, leaving behind patches of wet marks, both deep and shallow.
Amelia Clarke kissed Owen Moreland on the cheek, opened the door, and got out of the car.
