Cold breeze suddenly turned warm because of his deep, intense stare at her. The warmth of his body flowed into her thin, vulnerable skin that brought butterflies into her stomach.
The warm sensation he gave to Halora urged her heart to react oddly. It was too fast, loud and fluttered every time he squeezed her palm.
"Are you still mad at me, aren't you?"
She shook her head, "Of course not! And there's no reason to be mad at you, my dear campus bad boy!"
Sebastian chuckled out of the blue and pulled her closer to his chest. For a couple of minutes, they looked at each other's eyes while there was a table in the middle that hindered the way.
He gasped, "My dear girlfriend is jealous."
"I am not...," she said, pouted her lips that urged him to do more.
"One...," he began.
Halora looked at him confusingly. "Two...," he continued.
