I stayed silent when he holds my chin again for a kiss. This time, I let him kiss me. He kissed me thoroughly like he was taking his time. I was so sure that no one could see us so when he lifted my dress, I didn't wave to him anymore.

　　“What did Jagger do to your T-shirt?” he hissed, confused in his face.

　　I prefer not to answer it. “Rome just kiss me,” I spoke. Why every time they kiss me, I always imagined that Jagger is the one who is kissing ...