Hugo propped his jaw against his knuckles, lying on his side. We barely made it to his bedroom because Hugo was a bit impatient. But we managed. I was tired after our intense activity that lasted for over an hour with multiple rounds, but unlike the first time, I didn't sleep — I couldn't.
"Rinrin," he called softly, brushing a few stray hairs away from my forehead. "What do you think of Belcoot?"
I lied to my side, facing him squarely. "It's warm."
"Warm?" he chuckled. "I don't recall that you had a drink."
"I mean, everyone is warm." I pouted and slapped his chest lightly while he laughed. "You're playing too much, Hugh."
