Upon hearing his name, he turned to where Athelia’s voice was coming from, he rushed to her and without a word, he places his hands on her waist and pulled her into deep passionate kiss. It wasn’t just the alcohol, it was his emotions stirring, anger and everything mixing. He pulled himself away, and rests his forehead against hers. “I’m sorry,“ he apologized. ”What happened to you and finding someone else to sleep with?”
Athelia gasped a little when he pulled her against him, she found herself kissing him back passionately. A hand rested on his cheek, caressing it gently. “You think I’ll sleep with high schooler?” a scoff escaped from her lips as she shook her head. “Who’s she?” she asked, she somehow wished the girl that Narfi was chasing didn’t exist.