Roy Lewis finally lifted his head from her silky hair, and gave the back of her neck a light kiss.
"What is it?"
He also wanted to know, how exactly, he could steady her restless heart.
Tickled by his kiss, Richelle Dunn turned her head, her hand on the back of his head pulling him closer, and placed a kiss on his sensual thin lips, followed by a light bite.
"It's love, understanding, and tolerance."
And all of these, were provided by the man holding her.
"Do you know, when I was taking the kids back to South Asia, I was really angry. I told myself that even if that stinky Roy Lewis came after me, unless he was willing to kneel on durian shells for a night, I would never forgive him!"
Hearing her condition for forgiveness, Roy Lewis burst into untimely laughter.
Richelle Dunn glared at him and irritably asked him.
"Is it funny?"
Roy Lewis placed his large hand on her hair tips, shaking his head with a smile.
"I don't find it funny, but your ease of appeasement."