Chapter 261 - Emersons Married? (2/2)

”You have an ugly heart, so this fake facade of yours won't work on me. No matter what you do, you will always be ugly,” Danson said as he lightly pushed the woman away.

The rejection drove Marissa crazy. Emerson, the love of her life, had gotten married today. And now, the father of her child was telling her that she was ugly. Anyone could call her ugly, but he had no right. If he thought she was ugly, then why did he date her all those years ago? Why did he cling to her and not let her go? Why did he sleep with her? He had to be lying.

She couldn't accept it.

So, as soon as the man turned back to the wardrobe again, she quickly slipped out of her nightgown. Her self-esteem had already been damaged by Emerson, she couldn't let Danson hurt her as well.

”Are you sure?” she asked.

”Yes, I'm...” Danson turned around in frustration, but before he could finish his sentence, he saw the n.a.k.e.d woman in front of him and froze. ”What are you doing?” he asked.

Marissa wrapped her arms around Danson's neck and looked into his eyes. ”Come on! Tell me I'm ugly,” she said, determined to make him surrender.

Danson could see a trace of pain in the woman's eyes, but he couldn't understand what was happening. ”What's gotten over you?” he asked as his eyes softened. As much as he forced himself to hate this woman, seeing her in this vulnerable state made him want to protect her. If he was Superman, she was his Kryptonite. He was weak against her and he couldn't help it.

Marissa saw the concern in Danson's eyes and finally felt her pain disappear. Simply knowing that this man cared about her made all her problems fade away.

Marissa was confused. Why did she feel this way? Why did she care how he felt and thought?

With a complex mix of emotions, she found herself hugging the man's neck tighter like she didn't want to let go. Before she knew it, her eyes fell on the man's lips. Back in high school, she had kissed these lips multiple times. She could still remember how warm and soft they felt. Without realizing it, Marissa subconsciously started leaning forward. After all these years, did his lips still feel the same? With this thought, Marissa closed her eyes and pressed her lips against Danson's. Danson stood still in surprise. The last time this woman did something like this to him, she was drunk. Was she also drunk today?

Danson subconsciously pushed his tongue into her mouth to see if he could taste any alcohol. But, Marissa thought he was kissing her back and gasped in pleasure when she felt his tongue; her gasp immediately stirred up his desires. She then twirled her tongue with his and pressed her body against him.

Danson leaned back against the wardrobe in surprise. He couldn't taste any alcohol. This woman knew exactly what she was doing.

Realizing this, Danson immediately kissed the woman back. He thought he had put up a strong wall against her; that he would never lose himself around her and allow her to hurt him again. But, one kiss was all it took to make his wall come crashing down. Unable to contain his desires, he lifted the woman in his arms and carried her to the bed.

Marissa smiled. She knew he couldn't resist her...