Reiner turned his back to lean on the tree branch that I was sitting on. Time passed by as we stayed there together silently. I was thankful that he didn’t ask any questions and that he wasn’t pushing me to hurry back to the mansion either. Soon the sun was setting dying the sky a mixture of red, orange, pink, and purple color. This is my favorite color and this view is my favorite view in this entire family estate.
“This is my favorite color. The color of the sun setting,” I whispered out loud before turning to my side to look at Reiner. He was looking directly at me. Has he been looking at me this entire time?
His hand slowly reached out to play with my hair then stroked the side and back of my neck. Then he placed his lips gently at the corner of my own. It was soft and brief like the caress of the autumn wind on my skin but I could feel my face burning up.
“This is my favorite color,” he whispered to me as he caressed my cheek with his big and warm fingertips.