Jacob
She stood before me, utterly shocked, unable to utter a word. She just gazed at me, as if her mind was processing a complex equation to ascertain whether this was reality or a hallucination—certainly it was not a hallucination but I wasn’t gonna clear her doubt yet.
I concealed my smile as she blinked twice, then thrice. I could read her well; currently, she was likely suspecting that her mind was playing tricks on her.
At this point, I was almost tempted to kiss her until her pink lips were swollen, but I couldn't take that risk with Samuel present. I still didn't have complete freedom to do whatever I wanted with my girlfriend when he was around. I had already figured it would take a few more months.
"Am I dreaming?" She finally whispered, and an involuntary grin spread across my face. I leaned in, planting a kiss on her soft cheek, then the other. They were soft just like rose petals.
"Do you still think it's a dream?"
"Holy... what the—" She breathed out, still bewildered.
