Day Sixty-Two…
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"I wanna kiss you…"
Those four words registered on Nathan's mind and he couldn't utter a word. Jane's emerald eyes seemed like bewitching him.
Jane was on top of him. Her elbow was placed against his chest just below his neck. Her right hand was gripping his wrist, pinning his other hand on the bed just above his head. He was trapped in between the bed and her body.
She had a disturbing dream a while ago. At first, she thought he was her enemy. She was glad that the moment she opened her eyes, Nathan was the first person that greeted her sight. Jane felt the need to kiss Nathan.
Since Nathan didn't move or show any resistance, Jane lowered her head as her lips found their way instinctively to his. Jane seized his mouth with tantalizing persuasion. She was gently brushing his lips, urging him to respond.
