Hilla had a moment of embarrassment and timidity towards Bruce's deep eyes. She had never done that before. Would it make her flirty?
However, she was unwilling to be misunderstood by Bruce. She wanted to be close to him.
It was so difficult to know how he felt.
"A little bit."
Bruce said seriously and was about to get up when Hilla grabbed the back of his hand.
She lowered her head. Her long hair covering her little face, he could only hear her subtle voice.
"I can do it.
"I'm twenty-one years old."
Hilla spoke slowly and cautiously, her fingers clutching the corner of his shirt.
Bruce seemed to hear a light breathing sound. Hilla sat on the bed and never moved again.
It seemed like she was waiting for him. Or was she too nervous?
Bruce wrapped his arms around Hilla. He was so gentle that he lost his balance and fell on the bed with Hilla.
Then, Hilla was pressed under his body, staring at Bruce in a daze.
