Her heart began to thump so hard that it became uncomfortable to ignore. She could not dare to rest her head on his chest and stiffly laid there. His hand on her waist was hot. Not hot enough to hurt her but hot enough to stirr up things in her stomach. The hand he placed on her back was cold. Not freezing cold but cold enough for her to be aware of it. Her whole body was on alert at the moment. The butterflies in her stomach wouldn't stop moving around and her breast began to itchy and so she moved slightly to find one friction for them but only ended up rubbing chest with him.
Ethan moved his left hand to the back of her head and gently pushed her head to his chest. The coldness of his hand seem to seep into her brain and a feeling of tiredness washed over her. Causing her whole body to become soft.
