(ZIG"S POV)
"Mhmm, it feels so awkward, I am here, and I don't know what to say." Cloe utter without looking at me.
"I guess I know why you are here." I sit down on the sofa in a leaning forward position while resting my elbows on my knees. "Aren't you going to sit down? Or are you scared to sit beside me now?"
She seems startled with my last sentence, makes her reply abruptly, "No, why should I?"
"Sit down then, here…" I tap on the space beside me without taking my eyes away from here. She looks overly conscious. She sits down coyly, and she slowly flipped her untied hair in one side with her bare nape exposed in my view.
As soon as she was seated, I secretly moved a little closer to her. Not, simply because I want her body closer to feel it, but also because my aunt can hear our conversation. I don't want my aunt or my cousin to hear us since I can perceive the sensitivity of our topic to be.
