Chapter 1626

All these years, Mason had met plenty of women, many throwing themselves at him, yet he had never felt anything or had such an impulse. Avery was somehow different—not only because she resembled Juliet. As they kissed, Avery eventually couldn't stay on her tiptoes any longer. As soon as her heels touched the ground, Mason wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her tightly and intensifying the kiss further. After a flurry of passionate kisses, Avery's lips felt numb, her tongue tingled, and her mind went blank. Just moments ago, she had been possessed by a strange impulse and actually took the initiative to kiss Mason. Her lips parted slightly as she caught her breath. She looked up at Mason, her cheeks flushed from embarrassment. Fortunately, the dim streetlight would keep him from seeing her blush too clearly. With both hands resting against Mason's chest, Avery gently eased herself out of his embrace. She said, "I'll go to Gracity tomorrow." Her words and tone carried a hi