The indoor lights struggled to illuminate the room, Evelyn shivered heavily, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, casting a lively and delicate arc, captivatingly beautiful.
Her small hand tightly clutched the fabric of his chest, forming a fist, preventing him from getting closer to her.
As the heated kiss continued, she became increasingly flustered.
Next, he wouldn't possibly...!
Her body trembled heavily once more, and she suddenly turned her head away,
"I..." she stammered in embarrassment and panic, "I..."
She couldn't think of what to say at all, turned on her heel to run, only to have her wrist caught, returning her to that broad chest once more.
Her cheek rested against the position over his heart.
"Thump—"
"Thump—"
It didn't seem as steady as before.
Could he be nervous too?
Her cheeks burned as if they were on fire, his arms tightened around her waist, her whole body pressed against him.
