XXXVII. Wondering why

She wasn't so surprised to see Rapha seated at the bench he had created in her garden, but what made her surprised was that it was by the stream. The stream surprisingly was melting a little that water flowed in between ice cracks as the weather was fairly warm that day.

Rapha stared at the stream feeling slight discomfort as if he knew someone was watching him. In truth, Nä-ræl was - thinking about how beautiful his hair looked from behind and how she was going to announce his presence. Seeing that she wasn't making any progress in her long train of thoughts, she cleared her throat briefly and put a hand on Rapha's shoulders while he jumped in surprise.

"Ræl," he breathed softly as he stood up and turned, letting her hands fall of his shoulders to her side. Looking down at her fingers which held his shoulders previously he picked it from her side and fondled it in his hands. That was a very bold move but he had no idea what possessed him to do it.