The humor in his eyes grew deeper.
“You always accused me of thinking about nothing but sex. The way I see it, though, you’re even worse than me. I didn’t even catch your meaning until later. This proves just how pure-minded I still am.” “Hahaha. Yeah. That’s what you are. Pure-minded.” Her lips twitched in response. “You’re always feeling me up and talking about making babies with me, but yeah, you’re pure-minded. No doubt about it.” Reaching out, he pulled her tightly into his arms and pressed his body against hers.
“Haven’t we discussed this already, Bonnie? You just can’t blame it on me. I can’t control myself every time I see you. A cold soup wouldn’t be able to fix this. It’s going to take more than that to put out the flame in my heart that’s always burning for you.”
Even Floyd couldn’t help but rub his arms when he heard something so corny. He gestured at the surrounding staff, signaling for them to leave with him.
The staff caught his drift and followed him out of the hall with him.
She glanced at his arms, which were wrapped tightly around her waist, and squirmed a little.
“Look at yourself. You’re doing it again. Hurry up and let me go now. I’m not comfortable talking like this.”
He had no choice but to loosen his grip on her a little. “Is this better?”
She shook her head. “Not at all. Let me go.”
He held her tighter. “I think you know how much I love you, Bonnie. Do you think it’s possible for me to let you go willingly?”
“Are you sure you’re not going to let me go?” A hint of cunning flashed in her eyes. “Are you certain that you can’t do anything about your tendency to feel me up?”
He shook his head and responded firmly, “I’m certain. There’s nothing I can do about it. Look, I’m not a saint. How do you expect me to hold myself back and not kiss someone I love?” Her lips curled, and she smirked wickedly. “I know of a way that could put an end to it.”
She actually piqued his interest. “What is it?”
Then, she pulled out rows of silver needles from her pocket.
“All I have to do is jab you with a couple of needles. I guarantee that you’re not going to have any urges for an entire year. How about it? Do you want to give it a shot?”
At first, he was stunned. Then he came to his senses and took a quick step back.
“You’re talking about something that’s going to make you happy for the rest of your life, Bonnie. Don’t do anything rash.”
“Have faith in my medical knowledge. You have my word that nothing’s going to happen.” Then, she approached him with a wicked grin. “Come on. It won’t hurt at all. I’ll be gentle. Scout’s honor!” She was inching closer to him with the silver needle. All Ivor knew was that the hair on the back of his neck stood up.
“Come on, Bonnie… I mean it. Don’t do anything rash, not when it comes to medical stuff.”
“You should stay calm. I’m doing this for you. There, there. Just stay put and let me jab you with a couple of needles.” Her smile grew wider as she gripped the silver needle and brought it to his skin.
