THE WEDDING (3)

"Why do you want this house?" Ranon asked; he circled his arm around her belly and rested his chin on her shoulder, watching Hazel peruse the documents and beam at the pictures of the house.

 

"I like this house," she replied simply and didn't give any other explanation, but Ranon didn't ask further.

 

"Is that what you have been looking for?" he asked when Hazel closed the document and had this satisfaction look on her face.

 

"Yes, this is perfect." This was what she asked from him the first time they made a deal.

 

"Hm." Ranon kissed her shoulder, but Hazel immediately turned around and facepalmed his face to push him away from kissing her.

 

"No," she said sternly. "Ah!"

 

Hazel retracted her hand immediately when she felt his hot and wet tongue licking her palm. This man was unbelievable!

 

"Yuck! You licked my palm!" Hazel wiped her palm on his suit while the offender laughed.