Chapter 31

If Xavier liked something, he would make it clear. If he didn't, that was equally obvious.

Quinn was frustrated and couldn't help her urge to smoke. "Give me a cigarette."

Xavier took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and took a few deep drags. He was struggling to control himself. Every cell in his body was screaming to take her down.

After all, Quinn was a woman he had been with before. His body could still recall the experience and how she had affected him.

Yet, he didn't want to force her. He was a proud man, and what he wanted was her consent.

After a few puffs, he finally offered the cigarette to Quinn.

Her long hair was draped over her shoulders. Her alluring, long legs were crossed, and her graceful neck was captivating. With one hand resting on the coffee table, she held the cigarette in the other and exhaled a plume of smoke.

The sight of her smoking had its own unique charm. Especially those soft lips. Xavier really wanted to kiss them. "Quinn, can I kiss you?"