A fluffy, warm rabbit cradled in her arms.
The rabbit was restless, its ears twitched, its tail moved, and its heart beat quickly.
Hannah slowly blinked her eyes, as objects in front of her gradually came into focus.
It was Arnold Simmons's tightly closed eyes and his lightly trembling eyelashes.
A smile spilled from her eyes.
A very light kiss, only lingering a few seconds longer at the end.
Arnold Simmons drew back slightly, reached out to gently pinch Hannah's flushed earlobe, and whispered softly, "Silly?"
Hannah shook her head, slid her hand inside his jacket, clutched his clothes, and pulled him back, her voice soft and gentle as if she was whispering, "Can we do it one more time?"
She looked up at him, her eyes seemingly filled with a pond of spring water, her lips moistly red, her brows and eyes spirited.
As soft as a rabbit, as delicate as a rose.
