We crossed the road as the raindrops continued to hit our skins. This is the first time I make wet in the rain just to be with a man— I never thought I would do in my whole life.
“Young lady, do you want to carry me to the hut? It looks like you are getting tired,” Gray said while staring at me. I don’t know how I feel inside on my stomach like a butterfly flying there. I am not ignorant to don’t know what that means, but only now had I felt it, and that’s feeling strange.
“Gray…” I said. I wanted to know if we felt the same way, but, I was surprised when he stopped and sat down.
“Come on, pass by so you don't get tired. I don't want you to get tired,” he said, and my cheek immediately warmed up but, fortunately, he turned back, and he couldn’t see it.
He carried me behind on him b
