"What are you talking about?" Ade asked Hande when he found his voice.
Hande was overwhelmed with guilt and embarrassment. Why is he asking so many questions?
She turned to leave, and Ade grabbed her hand. "Where are you going? I need you to answer me."
Hande huffed. "How can you deny it? Do you think I imagined it? I clearly felt it, like this…" She stepped closer, cupped his cheeks in her palms, and kissed him, and she made sure to end the kiss with a tiny lick of his lower lip. She cleared her throat and said in a small voice: "Like that…"
Ade licked his lips while enjoying the sweet flavor she left behind before asking: "Hande, do you know how babies are made?"
Hande felt that something is off. Why is he smiling like that? Is something funny? But the topic started and if she can't talk to Ade, with whom can she talk about it?
"Babies are made when people kiss with the tongue. Right?"