Millicent frowned at Orla's words, though her mind did not work fast enough to figure out what was happening until Orla's lips were already on her own. Her eyes wide she tried to pull back, but she was already leaning back on the sofa and there was no way to go.
Trying to gain her mind, to move (which her body seemed most unwilling to do at all) she finally managed to put a hand on Orla's shoulder.
'No,' she said shaking her head, trying to fight the tingles in her body that came with the potion and leaves. 'I've a Justin, I don't- Can't-' she rambled, though even if she wanted to she failed to get her legs to get her off the sofa. She looked at Orla, her lips red and swollen from the kiss, her eyes cheeks flushed with colour.