Wystan made a million assessments to confirm I had returned for good. He asked my name, Papa's name, my recent memory but never his name not our relationship.
It was when I called out his name does he was finally convinced. He gave me a bear hug and squeezed the daylight out of me. Not that I mind. It was comforting enough to know I have someone.
The only issue was I could feel his hot body against the cold air that kissed my exposed legs. I could feel the bodily contact between mine and his. In a state of disbelief, I decided to look down and how I regret it. Thought it was just some nightmare but here it was, the living proof that it did happen.
I was indeed topless! Now that the danger is out of the way and survival instinct is no longer in action, my face turned beetroot red. All the blood pooled around my head, warming up my face and ears, goodness knows what hole I could hide myself in.
