67 Ariel, I am a virgin

Raymond knew that answer well but for the good of both of them, he refused to admit it and said,

"I don't know."

He hoped he wouldn't be like those who sort after her in the past, just to hurt her in the end.

Ariel looked at Raymond's face, studying the expression she had never seen on him before. He was really clueless about his own desires, huh?

"Sir Raymond." She called and reached out her hand to touch his face.

She gently grazed his cheek with the tip of her fingers till she was sure he wouldn't avoid her touch. His face was a bit smooth to the touch but she could still feel a little bit of hair that had yet to be shaved from his chin.

"Sir Raymond." She called again, this time a little silent and much like a mutter.

Raymond seemingly sunk into her hand on his face. Her hand was warm.

"Ariel." He called back, closing his eyes. This was when she realized that he wasn't just unsure of his desire, he was also scared of it.