I stared at him for some minute. His eyes are twinkling because of the starlight. His perfectly shaped nose down to his soft lips. I blushed.
I looked at the moon, I suddenly remember my family. Do they miss me? Are they looking for me already? Of course.
"The moon is very mysterious," Henry said.
I agreed. "But it is very beautiful."
"Just like you. Mysterious yet so beautiful. I wish I can have you," he said.
My breathing became irregular. "You can have me for now, just this night."
If I said those words in my time, they will probably mean differently. But as for Henry, my gentleman, it is a very sweet word.
"Just by holding you like this, I feel contented. Just you and the moon together with the stars, you are my peace. I know that I am very fast, but when it comes to you, I can'
