The Ball (Part Five)
The sudden stopping of the horses brought Sora into an uncomfortable position with Roswell beneath her while she was splayed all over him in the couch. He chuckled and brushed back some of her hair behind an ear. “Why Miss Hisa, I never knew you would be so daring?” he muttered with an amused grin as her face turned bright red. His fingers grazed her face and tilted it closer to his. A thud elapsed from the outside The sound of collapsing to the ground, Roswell sighed for a moment. “Now is not the right time.” He uttered and kissed her forehead. He then helped her to sit up once more before he stood up. The young woman merely gazed at him, eyes wide and mouth slightly apart. “Ros-” “Get out there!” Sora’s eyes narrowed, her hands going to her bag for her knife. She wasn’t letting thi
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