I screamed at the highest volume my strength could muster. He held on tightly to me, as if wanting to tear me apart. Then something strange happened.
He pulled me into his embrace and planted a deep kiss on my face, slightly biting my neck as a romantic gesture, not in a guise to eat or hurt me.
"Stop it..." I sang, longing for more of his touches. We stopped halfway when we heard some voices in the dark bush beside us.
"What was that?" He asked, softly letting go of his strong grip on me. "I can't say. Expecting any rivals today?" I asked, a queer look pasted on my face as I moved from his side.
"Hide!" He whispered, trying not to be heard. "What is-" I asked, as he placed his hand around my mouth.
"This is the wrong time and place to ask questions. I know what is about to happen. We
