Hazel rushed into the living room where Rachel and Harry were sitting on the sofa, discussing the details of the party.
Seeing her who suddenly ran, Rachel asked in amazement. "Hazel, aren't you cooking with Joshua in the kitchen? Why is your face so red?"
"... The kitchen is a little hot," Hazel said awkwardly. She couldn't tell her parents that Joshua had made a pass at her, could she?
No... It shouldn't be called 'flirting.' She knew when Joshua was joking and when he was serious. When he said having sex in the kitchen or the living room, she heard his expectations and desired deep down. He was serious.
If not, she would not have been frightened into escaping. Because she actually imagined such a scene with him while he said so... What a shame!
Hazel always felt she had been completely misguided by Joshua!
But there was no need for her to tell her parents about their little love affair. Otherwise, she would die of shame.
