Chapter 39 The Weekend

• "Do you feel alright?" he asks me softly, and I feel his breath on my forehead and his hand playing with my hair. I wanted to tell him that "alright" is an understatement.
• "Uh, yeah, fine, very fine," I reply tepidly. He turns slightly to look at me, and I lift my head to observe him. He has a smile of happiness, and his face is still flushed.
• "Princess..." he whispers as he tenderly kisses my forehead, melting me. "What if you spend this weekend here with me?" he says, and I almost feel like my jaw dropped like in cartoons.