Vivian agreed to him!
This joyful news came so suddenly that Jerome found it somewhat challenging to digest at first.
Nervously pacing back and forth in the same spot, he was so elated that he felt like doing a couple of somersaults out of sheer joy and then practicing his military boxing routine.
Vivian already had a headache, and Jerome's restless movements in front of her made her temples throb incessantly.
Pressing her head, she suddenly felt that her decision pondered over the entire night, might have been a bit rash.
"Could you please be quiet for a moment?"
Jerome immediately remembered that Vivian was still unwell.
He approached her again, akin to a docile large dog.
"Can I give you a kiss?"
This question seemed oddly familiar as if they had just discussed it yesterday.
"No," Vivian avoided Jerome's gaze, coughing awkwardly with her eyes downcast.