Chapter 868

Amelia tried to push Vince away, but he didn't budge. His kiss was soft and restrained. Looking at his gentle gaze, Amelia stopped resisting. Vince's voice was hoarse. "Ame, you're such a good girl…" Amelia tilted her head, curious. A good girl? How? There probably wasn't another rich lady in all of Northridge as wild and unrestrained as her. Otherwise, her parents wouldn't be questioning their parenting strategy and wondering where it had all gone wrong. But no matter how Amelia looked at it, she figured the problem was that they hadn't set a good example. Normally, Amelia would never accept the word "good" as a compliment. It always carried a hint of pity, like a weak person's only way of pleasing others. Being good seemed to mean being powerless. But it sounded nice when it came from Vince. Maybe she was looking at him through rose-tinted glasses. She was being so indulgent with Vince. He carried her back to the bed. But Amelia pulled him down with her. When Vince fell t