Could I Just Hug You, Please?

"Harris, isn't it a little fast to make such a decision?" Hazel also tried to persuade him and she was still unwilling. "Louise has just come here not long ago. Maybe we should let her stay at home and get used to it first? After a time, we can discuss this matter again, okay?"

Harris suppressed the anger in his heart and knew that he went a little overboard, so he nodded.

From the beginning to the end of the farce, Louise just sat there, sometimes with a smile, as if their quarrel had nothing to do with her.

After that, Louise went back to the bedroom with Harris. She rested her head on his chest and deliberately asked in a hurried tone, "Harris, I was scared to death by your unexpected decision. Did you mean it?"

Harris rubbed her hand. The young woman's smooth touch made him unable to move his hands away from it. "Don't you like it?"