WARMTH

I opened the door, I wish she had hidden herself in a better place. Mark was standing infront of me with food. I took it eagerly and closed the door. I put the food on table and started finding her. After searching everywhere I began to sweat down nervously.I opened the door of Almirah and there she was, what, she felt asleep, how could she in such a situation.I continue to watch her for five minutes and slowly her head began to slid and she began to fall. I hold her head and then I held her in my arms and decided to take her to bed. What and why was I doing this? I kept asking this question from myself, but I couldn't stop myself from feeling the pleasure to touch her. After I switched off the lights then under the moonlight entering through the window made her look radiant. It's almost impossible to guess her age. She looked radiant. Her lips looked so kissable and soft...I bend myself to have a closer look at her as soon I was inches no centimeter away from her face she turned left and her right arm on my neck. She pulled me closer, with my head super close to her chest. I slept there for almost fifteen minutes and then, I slowly rose her arm and shifted backwards. Suddenly she started speaking, "Mom, where are you going?" I dared not to move I shifted closer to her, putting my arm under her head but she kept going down and down. Now, after ten minutes later she has her fingers clinched to my shirt and her head below my arms and I could clearly sense her warm breaths. What do I do? At this rate I might never be able to kill her.I got to know something new about her, that she is super sensitive to touch. I should not let anyone touch her. Even when Mark touched her she moaned.