The two of them were still staring at each other. "Are you cold, Lana?" Noah asked, his lips trembling slightly. Lana shook her head slowly.
Lana was now smiling. "You're the one who's cold, Noah." Now it was Noah's turn to nod, trying to hold back the cold.
Lana chuckled softly. "Why did you act so tough earlier? Why did you have to take off your shirt?" Lana rubbed her palms together, then pressed her warm hands against Noah's cheeks, repeating this several times.
Noah was a little stunned by what Lana was doing. Some devilish whisper must have made Noah finally bring his face closer to Lana's and kiss her lips softly. Suddenly, Lana's eyes widened and she stared at Noah, who was looking at her after releasing the kiss.
"Why did you kiss me?" Lana asked softly, her heart pounding wil
