I Want  To Cuddle With You

I shook my head and put my phone away. He called Joe, took my hand, rubbed my fingertips, and said with a smile, "Is your hand still sore?"

I suddenly realized what he meant. My face was a little hot, and I took back my hand. "What do you want to eat?"

"You'll know in a while!" He reached out, held me in his arms, and pressed my head against his chest.

I was not used to it and wanted to pull back, but he wrapped his arms around my waist and said, "Let me hold you for a while."

When Joe came in, he carried a bag. There were many small boxes in the bag. He put the bag on the table and left.

Dylan made a phone call. Knowing that he was busy, he took out the box. It was the pastries and porridge from Widespread Wintriness.

I took a few simple bites. Seeing that Dylan was quite busy, I didn't disturb him and prepared to go back to my office to work.