Chapter 592

Weston had lost his memories, but not his sense of propriety between men and women.

Panic-stricken, he crouched down and grabbed his jacket, trying to drape it over her shoulders. "You—young lady, how can you—mmph ... "

But Maya seized the moment, capturing his lips in another kiss.

Weston tried to push her away, but his hand accidentally brushed against her bare skin, sending a shock through him.