"Thud!"

Trish fell into Declan's arms, feeling a bit disoriented for a few seconds.

After a moment, she spoke up, "This... doesn't seem like something friends would do."

"Indeed..." Declan gazed into her eyes, his Adam's apple sliding, "Friends also wouldn't put their hands inside each other's clothes."

Trish chuckled, propping herself up against Declan's body and slowly standing up, her hands still around Declan's neck, "Want to come up for a bit?"

Declan was taken aback.

Their relationship had started with this sentence.

Memories surged like a tide.

However, it had been him who had asked last time, and now, it was her turn.

"Sure."

His mouth had answered...