I looked down at her lips. They look inviting. I slowly leaned in to her with all my focus on her pinkish lips. They look so soft and luscious. I wonder how it would feel like to kiss those lips…
But she suddenly stood up from the rock. It woke me up from whatever spell I was in.
“I… I better get going now. I need to prepare lunch.” She stuttered.
Did I scare her? Damn, I shouldn’t have planned on kissing her.
“Why don’t we just talk to them and send them away? I’m sure they have their own house or another place to go.” I tried to change the topic to make her forget what I just attempted to do.
But I made sure to be careful with my words because I see that she still unreasonably care about them even after every bad thing they did to her. I don’t understand how she manages to do that
