Chapter 137

Stephen's status as the heir of the Jacobson family meant that he never had to lower his head for anyone. He would only willingly lower his head for Tessa, and Tessa alone. Tessa wrapped her arms around Stephen's neck once he was within reach and kissed him. There were people around them, so Tessa was a little too bashful to kiss him too deeply. She only brushed her lips lightly against his before she prepared to pull away. However, Stephen clearly had other ideas as he brought a hand up to cup the back of her head, deepening the kiss. When her brain finally registered what was happening, Tessa struggled against him until she broke free from his grasp. Her face had turned a flaming shade of red. She coughed a couple of times to mask her embarrassment. "There's too many people here. We can kiss more when we're back at the house." Stephen felt like he was floating on cloud nine. His expression had softened, and a smile played on the curve of his lips. "Okay," he agreed. Her face was