The air suddenly went quiet, with only the rustling sound of leaves dancing with the wind outside the window.
Quiet yet intimate.
Lorraine Hughes, in a flurry, got off Nathan Bolton, her hand supporting herself casually for leverage.
By her ear, she heard Nathan Bolton, his face showing a peculiar expression.
"What's so..." Lorraine Hughes finished speaking and her face flushed instantly.
It seemed like she just pressed...
"S-sorry... I didn't mean to." She grabbed the side of the sofa and stood up.
"Wait, aren't you going to check my pulse to see if I'm okay?"
In response, Lorraine Hughes fled the scene in haste.
Nathan Bolton chuckled lightly, his fingertips falling on his lips.
Quite soft.
He picked up the medicine bowl and drank it in one go,
Was the formula changed today?
A bit sweet?
...
Thomas Lucas came out from the bathroom in the guest room, wiping his hair. He waited for Nathan Bolton to finish before washing, taking the longest.
"What's up, Nathan?"
