As if the gods were angry, the clouds drifted the perfect sky, and Paul had to depart his mouth in mine when the lightning flashed brilliantly in the sky, followed by the sound of thunder, which roared angrily. His fingers touched the corner of my mouth, and he smiled.
“The road would be slippery, Sai,” He said, and I nodded in agreement as I looked at the lightning flashing again like a snake through the air and listened as the thunder rumbled.
“It’s dangerous to drive,” I uttered, nodding my head again as I pressed my lips to stop myself from giggling.
He nodded, staring at the window. He looked worried as he watched the first pearls of rain drop to the ground, then he turned his face to me again. “We’d better have an early dinner so we could still work on your story, Sai,” He he
