That whispering voice belonged to Ruda. When I switched my gaze to the floor-to-ceiling window at the veranda, Ruda came into view. He was turning his head away from us with his face shoved into his hands. Beside him, there stood Lucas. Looking at us nonchalantly, he soon flaunted a grin when our eyes met.
It was still such a slow-motion as if buds were sprouting. After blinking swiftly, I slightly closed my eyes. A light and warm touch swept my cheek as if someone had gently pressed it with his thumb. There was soon another kiss right under my cheekbone close to my ear.
'Do you think there's a good feeling between us then?' The moment I tried to toss it that way, I suddenly felt someone's gaze and turned my head into that direction.