Crystal lifted the purple flower to the front of Nathan's eyes; the flower danced in the air happily.
"This is for you."
Nathan didn't catch it, however.
Crystal looked up at him, "Don't you like it?"
"Yes, of course, I do."
As Nathan answered, he took over the flower.
Crystal encircled her arms around his waist and whispered his name, "Nathan...."
"Huh?" Nathan replied with the purple flower tightly clenching in his hand.
"I used to neglect you, I'm sorry."
"You never need to say sorry to me," Nathan spoke in a hoarse voice.
Crystal raised her head, giggling at him. "But, your temper is always so unpredictable. You can make sweet talk in the last second but get furious in the next second."
Nathan stared at her with affectionate eyes, "Do I?"
"Sure! Like just now, you told me to get off, but after I got off, you followed me up," Crystal chuckled, "What on earth do you want me to do?"
