"Hey." Michael greets quietly, his eyes following his smiling lips.
"Ah," Gabby blinked a few times, shook her head and lowered her face. He felt even more embarrassed when he saw the ice revolving man had finished their order, "T-thanks sir."
Gabby's cheeks flushed red as she picked up her ice swivel cup. Then, followed by Michael's movements, he saw the man's hand over his shoulder and took his plastic cup.
What am I doing? Why is my heart beating so fast? Could it be that I eat mostly seafood?
This time Michael and Gabby were standing at the bottom of the bus stop eating their ice cream. The cold temperature of the ice didn't bring the heat to Gabby's cheeks. Even his heart was still not beating normally again.
The night wind suddenly blew hard, giving Gabby a little chills. Before he could complain, he felt his body suddenly warm.
