Chapter 22

As my mind was busy guessing what Hannah would do to me after hearing my confession, I could feel the touch of Hannah's hand slowly moving down from my lips to the skin of my neck.

 

"Do you want me to do more than what I can offer you at this moment, Richard?"

 

I paused for a moment, thinking of the right way to answer her question. Not because I couldn't answer a simple question from him, but because I realized the reason behind the simple question she was asking me this time.

 

To be honest, I had no idea about the thing that made me think that far, but in my opinion, I felt that Hannah asked that on purpose not for the reason that she meant to ask what I wanted.

 

It felt like the figure of the woman I was carrying in front of me wanted to lead me to answer her questions with the answers she wanted to hear from me, not because she wanted to hear my opinion.