"I'm sorry..."
In the late lonely evening, a voice escaped Michael's lips softly. Gabby didn't think that he would apologize. She looked up and saw that Michael's face was filled with guilt.
Like feathers, Michael's fingers stroked Gabby's face. Starting from her forehead to her lips, he explored everything with his curved fingers.
His fragrant mint scent made Gabby's heart pound. She felt herself float upwards as she felt Michael's finger tug on her lower lip.
Michael played Gabby's lips like a flower's petal. When Gabby thought that Michael would do something further, her body suddenly pulled back and she felt a warmth enveloping her.
Michael wrapped his hands tightly around Gabby's waist. His warm breath tickled her neck.
"You know why I didn't speak to you?" Michael asked quietly.
"I know, I know," Gabby nodded her head and returned Michael's hug. "That's why I apologized to you earlier,"
