The next morning.

Rebecca woke up and first looked toward Benjamin’s bed which was pulled closer to her bed. “What the… did he bring it closer after I slept?” she touched her forehead for a second. “His hyper activeness is sort of scaring me.”

Benjamin had already gone out, so she was alone in the room. She touched her left cheek, where Benjamin had kissed at least a hundred times the previous night. She could still feel it on her cheek.

“I’ve never been kissed so many times even by my parents as far as I can remember,” she thought. “Had he gone for my lips instead of my cheek…” just the thought made her face flush like a tomato. Her head felt hot. Her stomach had butterflies fluttering. She felt crazy. She grabbed the pillow and covered her face, but that only made things worse as she could hear heartbeat strengthening. “Why am I feeling so tense? It’s only natural for a couple to be intimate, but… what if he asks me to do weird things? What if I disappoint him?” even someone like he