Chapter 19: The Meeting IV

I fell from the bench I was sitting on, startled.

"What the heck!"

Luke who was looking at me mischievously lifted me up. I clutched my chest, feeling my racing heartbeat.

"What did you do that for?" I asked Anne.

At the same time, Luke put his hand on his chest for a second then almost brought it to mine. I slapped his hand away just in time.

"No touching, pervert." He put his hand to his chest once more,

"You wound me dear,"

I put my nose up in the air and said imitating a British accent,

"Then pardon me dear,"

"You are pardoned, ma'am." He curtsied. He raised his hand brought it to my chest once more, this time I caught it and pretended to shake it. He pouted and stamped his foot like a child.

"I just want to feel your heartbeat."

I patted the back of his hand.

"No can do, buddy."

"I don't even know what she's hiding," he muttered under his breath.

"What!"

"What?" He repeated with the face of an innocent angel.