Annabelle Linton let out a soft laugh and kissed him again.
She held the kiss for the same length of time as before, then pulled away and said, just as loudly, "I know what you just said was from you to me, not from Aaron Wyatt to me. Do you understand?"
Leona Grant nodded again, his expression still utterly lost.
'Good!'
Annabelle Linton kissed him again, just like the first two times.
"I'm not on drugs! I'm kissing you, I'm holding you, and I know that you are you. Do you understand?!"
This time, Leona Grant really couldn't bring himself to nod.
He really wanted to ask again: 'Annabelle Linton, are you on drugs tonight or something?'
"..."
This really had nothing to do with intelligence.
...You could say he was dazed, struck by a happiness that had come all too suddenly. Annabelle Linton's complete change in attitude had truly caught him off guard.
