Why The Breakup? (8)
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He brought her to a hotel where it was sufficiently warm in the rooms, yet he did not let go of her. He caressed that frozen petite little face of hers and berated gently, "Why are you so silly? The weather is so cold outside. Couldn't you have gone into a mall or found a place to sit down instead?"
"I was worried you wouldn't be able to find me," Other than wanting to see him as soon as possible, she had no other thought on her mind.
"I'd give you a call," He gripped her hands. Feeling that it was still so frozen after such a long time, he brought it to his mouth and breathed on it before rubbing it between his palms, repeating that motion continuously.
When she looked at the way he was caring for her back then, she truly felt as though she had met the best man in the entire world.
"It's easier to get warm like this… hehe," She retracted her own hand and hugged him, sliding her hand beneath his shirt and sticking it on his chest.