Leila grabs the side of his face slowly until her fingers could touch his ears. She lightly brushes his ear, then slowly takes her lips closer to his. Leila stops, leaving a thin gap between their lips.
She brushes her lips lightly on his, and Nolan shuts his eyes. Leila was tempting him and pushing him almost more than the limit he can take.
Though it surprised him how he can stay put without making any move on her despite how close she was to him. He blinks his eyes open and Leila is not standing before him.
He was deep in thought that he did not notice when he no longer felt her hand on his face. However, before he could think of hallucinating again, Leila speaks behind him.
"Friendship, huh?"
Nolan spins around. Leila is situated on her chair with her back relaxed on the backrest. Her elbow rests on the hand rest as she rubs her thumb and index finger together, and her eyes rest on his stomach.
