Xylia remained curled up on top of Aciel, her head resting against his chest as she listened to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
"I want you, Aciel."
Her voice was barely above a whisper.
"I really want to be with you."
Aciel smiled and gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face.
"Don't say that."
His voice was soft.
"I might take it seriously."
"But I do want to be with you."
She lifted her head slightly to look at him.
The sincerity in her eyes caught him off guard.
Did she really feel that strongly about him already?
Or was she simply overwhelmed by everything that had happened between them?
"Don't say things like that so lightly."
His expression became serious.
"You're talking about giving yourself to someone."
He tilted his head.
"Do you even know what being in a relationship really means?"
Xylia blinked.
The truth was, she didn't.
She had never been in love before.
Never kissed anyone before Aciel.
