Chapter 332 Passed Out

That kiss went straight to Tilda’s heart.

She snapped awake. Her face turned bright red in an instant.

It wasn’t about courage. It was her heart choosing that moment. That kiss was her answer to Jude.

But as reality hit, she realized how bold she had been!

This was her first kiss. In 20 years of being single, she had never kissed a man.

The famous dark web Queen had now turned into a simple girl–a girl blushing and trembling in the arms of someone who truly cared.

“Tilda… thank you.”

Jude pulled her into his arm, wrapping her slim waist tightly. His lips parted, and his soft voice brushed her ear like a warm breeze.

Tilda pouted a little. “You even picked a Christmas dance song for this. If I didn’t respond, I’d just look like I was stringing you along.”

“Then I’d gladly be strung along by you.”

Everything Jude did for her was from the heart–before, now, always.

Jude leaned in, slowly and carefully.

He got so close that he could see his reflection in her pupils.

He could almost count her long lashes.

His fingers pressed gently against her waist as his heart raced.

His blood felt as if it were on fire.

That short kiss earlier hadn’t been enough.

He wanted more.

Tilda didn’t pull away.

So Jude kissed her cheek.

Her skin was soft, pale, and smelled faintly sweet, just as he had imagined.

His lips froze for a second at the feeling.

Tilda squeezed her eyes shut, her whole body tense like a drawn bow.

“Tilda, don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you. If you ever feel bad, just say it, and I’ll stop.”

Only Tilda knew how nervous she was.

Her heart was beating so fast it was almost painful.

Before she could reply, Jude kissed her again.

This time, he didn’t hold back.

All her thoughts melted away. All she could do was let it happen.

The sun rose.

Tilda slowly opened her eyes, still dazed. She was lying in a bed with flower-print sheets, tucked under a heavy quilt.

Her head was fuzzy. She couldn’t remember how she got here.

“Morning.”

Jude walked over with a mug of steaming milk.

Tilda glanced at the window and saw daylight.

“Did I … fall asleep? I don’t remember anything!”

She quickly grabbed the mug and took a sip.

Ah! Hot, hot!

Her tongue burned, and she stuck it out while blowing cool air.

“Slow down. No one’s taking it from you.”

Jude smiled at the rare sight of Tilda looking flustered and sleepy.

She’s mine now…

When she finished the milk, her mind cleared.

And then she remembered what had happened before she passed out.

Oh, no.

I fainted… because of Jude’s kiss!

That’s so embarrassing!

Right now, she wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

She peeked at Jude in panic.

“I’ll get a car to take you back,” Jude said, turning his eyes away guiltily.

He knew what had happened. During their kiss, she had gotten so flustered that she almost forgot to breathe.

He should’ve stopped. But he wanted a little more… and a little more.

Until she fainted.

He knew it was his fault.

His joy had accidentally hurt her.

Tilda blushed, nodding quickly. “Yeah, I should go back. If Dane can’t find me at the hotel, he’ll worry.”

Really, she just needed space. That kiss had left her so embarrassed she couldn’t face Jude.

She needed to calm herself down.

Back at the hotel, a message from Dane popped up.

“Tilda, are you still sleeping? We’ve already had breakfast.”

“I’ll be there soon!”

She slipped back into her room quietly and finally sighed in relief.

She hurried to change into fresh clothes.

When she opened the door, Dane and Mystro were standing right there.

Tilda smiled brightly, acting natural. “Oh, hey, guys!”

“Hey. We knocked earlier, but you didn’t answer. We thought you were still asleep.

“Anyway, come eat. Mystro already planned today’s sightseeing.”

“Perfect!”