Chapter 1515

Sherry turned to John. “Hey, hand me the mirror in my bag." Instead of retrieving her bag for her, John extracted a neatly folded gray handkerchief from his pocket. “Come closer,” he said. It looked like he wanted to wipe her mouth for her. Sherry hesitated but still ended up leaning toward him. Moments before the handkerchief grazed against her lips, John quickly withdrew it and brought his lips toward hers instead. Immediately after that, Sherry felt a warm sensation around her lips. He kissed her. Sherry was bewildered by this. John sat back and tucked the handkerchief back into his pocket, then he folded his arms across her chest, and leaned against the back of the seat. It looked like he was very satisfied with the maneuver he had just pulled. It took a long time for Sherry to recompose herself. She turned to John with her cheeks still flushing red. “You b*stard, I thought you were going to wipe my mouth for me, why did you kiss me?" John glanced a