Chapter 957 Lucas is Dragged Away

"Yvette, look... Mmph." Before Idris could finish, I was on my tiptoes and cradling his face in my hands. Without a second thought, I pressed my lips to his, silencing whatever he was about to say. Idris was clearly caught off guard by my forwardness and even more by the fervor of my kiss. However, after a brief pause, he took the reins. His strong hand cradled the back of my head, deepening our kiss. The street around us was a sea of people. When Idris finally let go, his eyes were like pools of black ink. I looked away, feeling my cheeks burn with a heat that I was sure had turned them bright red. "Idris, I'd really like a slice of that matcha cake from the bakery over there. Would you mind getting one for me?" I asked, my eyes meeting his as I pointed to the bakery at the corner. He glanced in the direction I pointed, his gaze softening as he looked past me. His lips, slightly swollen, quirked into a gentle smile. "Okay, you wait here for me," he said, his voice warm. "I'll be b