Alan instantly sat up to support her, stared at her with concern, and then couldn’t help bursting in to laughter. His laugh was really pleasant , hearty and clean.
"Frightened?" He kneaded her paralyzed arm to rest circulation.
"I’m fine." Olive shook her head, and thought how good it would be if he could sleep more, so that she could watch him unscrupulously.
"If you want to watch me, you can do it without sneaking and hiding."
Ah ? Was she discovered?
"You were pretending to sleep?"
"Same to you!"
Olive stunned, and she had intended to contradicted that of course a pair of unmarried man and woman couldn’t sleep together and sleep well, but she felt herself blush and finally didn’t speak it out.
After a moment, Alan asked, "Do you feel better?"
"Well, much better, thank you." Olive took back her arm and wanted to stand up.
It was getting light, since she couldn’t keep sleeping, it's better to go out and look at the sunrise. It's better than being here and stayed with him awkwardly.
However, she was entangled by Alan’s arms at this time, he slightly forced, she was overwhelmed on the ground, and his warm kiss covered her lips.
She subconsciously wanted to push him and stand up, her hands lifted, but soon she feebly put them back .
A sigh of confession welled up in Olive’s heart.
She expected that now she could refuse his behavior, but she also worried that her retreat would push him away.
Olive was both happy and sad, accompanied by uneasiness.
His kiss was fervent and long. Not until the oxygen in her chest ran out, and she almost suffocated, he let go of her red lips. Then, he raised himself with both hands, looking down at her from above.
Olive lay down under him in a daze, listening to her own turbulent breath, looking at the face that was close at hand, and the deep eyes, she seemed to be fixed.
In the narrow tent, she felt that the air was thin.
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