Page 39 of The Pucking Kiss

“Not bad at all,” I smiled back. “Hey, I owe it all to you.”

“Come on. You have to give yourself some credit,” she nudged me softly. “After all, you made the decision to come here.”

“Again,” I stepped closer to her. “Because you convinced me to.”

She blushed and looked to the ground. “Well, I guess you just needed some encouragement.”

I pulled her chin up so that she could look me in the eye. “Thank you, Romai. I really needed this.”

“No need to thank me,” she said, and I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer to me.

“Trust me, I did…”

I held her for a long moment, not wanting to let go. She nestled her face against my chest.

When we broke apart finally, she gave me a smile.

“We should probably head to bed now,” she said to me, stifling a yawn.

Some moments later, Romai had changed into her PJs and was sitting on the bed when I re-entered the room after a quick shower.

The stress of the day had finally melted away. The fact that I was able to have a normal conversation with my dad after so many years meant the world to me. Tomorrow, we had planned a BBQ together, and I found myself looking forward to it.

“So….”, looking at me expectantly. “How do we go about this?”

“Go about what?” I laughed, amused by how concerned she seemed. She gestured over to the bed. “Sleeping?”

“Yup… I mean, your dad didn’t mind us sharing a room, but I don’t know how… I mean…”

“Romai,” I chuckled, taking a seat next to her. “You worry too much, and you know that right?”

“So we just share a bed?” she asked, her eyes widening slightly.

“Yeah,” I shrugged. “We’re just using it to sleep. I mean, unless… you want something more to happen.”

I felt her breath hitch in her throat as she began blushing wildly.

“I wasn’t implying that.”

“But you thought of it?” I raised an eyebrow, enjoying how easily flustered she got at the slightest inappropriate comment.

“Well, that’s too bad then,” I smirked and then took my shirt off. I could see her eyeing my abs from her spot on the bed.

“What did you do that for?” her voice was a little hoarse this time, and I knew I was having an effect on her.

“I like to sleep shirtless,” I told her nonchalantly, “You should try it too.”

“No way,” she chuckled and then brought the blanket up to her knees.

She looked so cute in her little PJs that all I wanted was to reach out and kiss her. But of course, I needed to know that she wanted it just as much as me.

“Okay, then,” I said, getting up so that she had a great view of my chest. “As you wish.”

I worked hard on my body playing sports. It wasn’t a crime to flaunt it off now and then.

Her eyes were fixated on my chest, and I made use of this moment and leaned over and kissed her.

Her eyes widened when I pulled away.

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