She blinked her eyes and then looked down.
He lifted her face up so that her averting eyes could meet his own and asked her again,
"Is it so easy for you to leave me and go? Do I mean so less to you? I bared my soul and showed you all my weaknesses. My life is opened in front of your like an open book to read, then why do you choose to close it and run away?"
She heard his questions but she didn't know the answers to any one of them. All that she could do was to feel the warmth of his touch, his breath mixing with her own and overpowering her senses. She stood there stuck to the floor like there was no way to move further.
His lips were dangerously close to hers and all that he could think of was kissing them. He could feel that she was getting hot. Her cheeks were all flushed and he could feel her getting all warm. They were both being ruled by desires but their mind had chained them with the shackles of morale that he didn't dare to breach and neither did she.
