When we finished eating, he took his thumb and gently stroked the area above my cut.
"Does it hurt?" he asked sympathetically.
"Not anymore," I answered as I looked down.
His touching me like that was killing me. It stirred up heat in me I never knew existed.
Mo Ting never made me feel the way Mu Kai does, and I was bothered by that. As I should not have these feelings for him since we're friends, and that is all we can be. And I believe we met for a reason, but I have yet to find out why.
"What are you thinking?" he softly asked.
Then I took his hand and removed it from my head, holding it up to my face as I gently kissed it. I could feel him tighten as his breathing grew heavier, but I didn't and wouldn't let go.
"I was just thinking about how lucky I am to have a friend like you," I smiled.
He smiled and pulled his hand away.
"We need to leave early in the morning, we should get some rest."
I got up and started walking upstairs.
