"Clever."
Sophie Sullivan raised her arm, encircling his neck, and her soft body leaned close to his firm chest.
Thomas Shannon enjoyed it, his arm wrapped around her delicate waist, his thin lips slightly hooked, and his head lowered to kiss her. Sophie Sullivan's pale, slender index finger pressed against his lips. "Do you remember what you said?"
Thomas Shannon nodded.
"Then let me verify if what you said is true or a lie meant to deceive me."
Thomas Shannon's thin lips parted slightly, biting her tender finger, his tongue entwined around it, and he mumbled, "How do you want to verify it?"
"Follow me."
Sophie Sullivan took his hand and led him into the medical office, Thomas Shannon enjoying the feeling of being led by her.
Her soft, tiny hand firmly held his, his palm able to envelop her small hand.
Looking at their hands clasped together, he let out a light laugh. His fingers moved slightly, and his long fingers slipped through hers.
