Real.
His lips and her lips.
Real.
And they were pressed against each other, and—-no!
It was already over before it even began, but that momentary contact was still more than enough to leave Summerine in a daze.
She was only vaguely aware of Charlee-Mae waving goodbye after thanking the other guests, Ryu pressing a hand on the small of her back, and Philippe de Rose walking towards them from the wings as soon as the stage curtains drew closed.
Oh, Ryu.
He had actually kissed her.
But why?
He had faked their wedding kiss, so why did he kiss her for real now?
Charlee-Mae smiled up at her husband as he reached her side. "Aren't they the most adorable couple?"
As Philippe curved an arm around his wife's waist, he also happened to notice the way Summerine had jerked upon having her relationship described as "adorable."
But since it was only Charlee-Mae's happiness that mattered to him—-
"They are, indeed." Philippe dished out the lie without hesitation. The other couple's problem was their business to deal with, and it was neither his interest nor inclination to meddle.
This is really it.
SUMMERINE COULDN'Tstop touching her lips.
He kissed me.
It was all she could think about.
But why?
