If only she was so close to him, she'd have step on his leg or something to push him off. "How did you make me..."
"You wanted it," he leaned back and walked to the sink. He was aiming to brush his teeth.
"Wanted it? I was scared."
"Not until I kissed you," he was right.
"You... let's not talk about it," she looked away.
"You are coming with me so get dressed," he announced.
"With you?" She asked.
"If you tell me the truth," he glanced at her and he paste the toothpaste on his toothbrush.
"Truth?"
"That you missed me."
Isabella looked his way and pressed her lips. "Say it," he uttered.
"I did miss you, even though..." She paused.
"Guess that was why you had fever, I won't leave you again. You'll come with me next time," he uttered and faced the mirror.
"Where are we going?"
"We are eating out," he answered. "So dress well."
"A fancy restaurant?" She asked.
"Yes," Luke mumbled.
Happy New Year, guys!!!