บท 286: § DID HE LIKE HER? §

CHAPTER 033 

Kraig was perching on his couch near his closet, both of his elbows resting at the armchairs. His fingers were intertwined, thumbs pressing on his chin, while he was skimming his forefinger's knuckle in his lower lip. His countenance was relaxed or was it more accurate to say he was absently staring at the dark side of his room. 

It had been two hours since he parted ways with Yanarym from the estaminet. He kissed her before she left… Those lips keep on distracting him, out of the context, he tugged her and huddled his lips to hers. If he had not come to his senses, he might have even embraced her and deepened that kiss into torrid. It was because he had the taste of something different from anyone, now he had been craving for more. He inhaled sharply, brushed his hair through his fingers, and lumped his back and forearms on the backrest and armchair. Shifted his eyes to the window, it's not raining today.