Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband
Chapter 785

Chapter 785 Like Lovers

At Efren’s lakeside apartment.

Georgia lay in his bed, still drunk and dizzy from the alcohol.

"It's so cold,” she muttered, tossing and turning to replace some warmth.

Afraid she might fall off the bed, Efren lay next to her, holding her waist to keep her steady."It gets chilly by the lake at night. Stop wriggling, or I won't catch you if you fall."

She didn't seem to understand, but she stopped rolling around.

Instead, she snuggled into his arms.

"There's an extra button here," she said, fumbling with his chest.

Efren pushed her hands away. "Don't move, or I'll have to kiss you."

She wasn't deterred by his warning and continued her mischief.

"The other buttons are in a straight line. How dare you be different? Get back in place!"

She pulled hard, and Efren gasped.

He grabbed her hands firmly and said, "You're asking for it. Don't blame me when you're sober. I'llstill tie you to me."

Hearing his voice, she opened her eyes groggily.

Their eyes met, and he saw himself in her pupils.

Then he kissed her, softly and tenderly, not roughly or greedily.

She couldn't help but respond...

When the kiss ended, she was almost sober.

She looked at him in disbelief and said, "That night, you really kissed me?"

She had thought it was a dream. Kissing liked lovers.

She even heard him say, "Georgia, let's be together.”

But waking up to Susan and the check had ruined that beautiful dream.

Until now, she hadn't dared to think about that dream, afraid it would hurt too much to compare itwith reality.

But this kiss brought back those memories, blending with the present.

Making her realize it might not have been just a dream.

That was why she sobered up so quickly.

"What do you think, you heartless jerk? You kissed me and then ran away!"

Efren still held her down, lightly pinching her cheeks.

He smiled, seemingly pleased with how they felt.

"This, this..." She was truly confused.

She never imagined those passionate kisses weren't a dream.

Had she really kissed Efren and heard him confess his feelings?

But her joy lasted only for a moment before she struggled again. "I don't want to be with a ficklething like you! Let me go! I want to go home!"

But he didn't let go, ignoring her complaints.

"Explain yourself. How am I fickle? You stole my first kiss and then ran away!"

She was stunned. "That was your first kiss?"

His voice turned colder. "Yes, unlike you, a Hansen heiress who's dated and been engaged...”Her mind reeled. "You investigated me?"

Efren didn't answer.

He hadn't investigated her, but he had sent people to secretly protect her all this time.

That was how he learned that Peter had dismissed the hostess and knew Georgia might be indanger.

She took his silence as a confirmation and angrily scolded him.

"How could you secretly investigate me? That's an invasion of my privacy!”

He didn't deny it.

Instead, he admitted, "I know it's wrong, but I can't help it! What do you want me to do?"