Elvira jumped on Wivior's lap. She wrapped her legs around his waist and dug her fingers into the sides of his chestnut-brown curly hair. "I love you, Wivior."
Wivior's grey eyes were glittering with warm emotions. His gaze had already uttered those magical three words back to her, whereas his pink lips were reluctant.
Elvira pressed her lips against his and planted many soft, lingering kisses. "It's okay if you don't want to say it back yet."
"Uh, I..." Wivior's warm breath fell on Elvira's face.
Placing her thumb on his lips, she gently traced his bottom lip. Her face closed the distance between them until their lips were only an inch apart. She could feel his racing heart against her chest. "I have waited long to be this close to you again. I will wait for those special three words to come out of your mouth for the real me. Right now, I want to be as close as possible to you. And show you how I feel about you wordlessly."
