“So, are you going to sleep with me?”
“I asked you if you were hitting on me the first day we met.”
Jang Heejo read desperation in the small hand that wrapped around his finger. Would raising a dog or cat feel something like this? It felt like a small creature was following him as if he were the only thing in the world.
“It wasn’t, but it is now.”
Baekyoung opened her lips, staring intently at him. It seemed like she had a habit of licking her lower lip with her tongue when she was nervous.
Jang Heejo, who had been caught by Baekyoung’s fingers, blocked her mouth. Her large eyes blinked.
“I’m stopping you because I thought you were going to laugh.”
Humid breath touched Jang Heejo’s fingers.
“I’m going to do it for the first time with someone I love.”
