Yvonne Finley was flustered to the point of blushing deeply. The two of them had cut off the outside air with the blanket, and it quickly became steamy, creating an ambiguous and restless atmosphere. Her forehead was soaked with minute beads of sweat, but she still scolded in a soft voice, "You're causing trouble again. It's only been a month, can't you withstand the temptation!"
Caleb Baker looked up at her. His vision was rather dim, but after getting accustomed to it, he could make out some details.
He was silent for a while.
His expression was as calm as it could be, as he said slowly, "Sis, your face is glowing red."
Yvonne Finley choked on her words, "It's so dark and yet you can see. Stop being annoying."
Leaning on his elbow onto the soft mattress, he placed himself on either side of her waist, lifting the fabric over her stomach and bending down to kiss her flat belly; a thrilling sensation, "I thought you were up for it now."
