Only you in my love

At Leon's instruction, Michelle slowly took her hands off her mouth and lowered them obediently.

As soon as her hands moved past her chin, Leon bent over and kissed her on the lips. His lips even touched her fingers.

Instinctively, she pulled her hands back.

Once again, their lips softly pressed against each other, locking perfectly. Michelle was not used to such intimacy. Everything that was happening right now was new to her. It was electrifying. She felt the warmth of their emotions spread all over her body.

Inside her chest, her heart was beating faster and faster.

'Leon lied to me, 'Michelle thought to herself.

Reading her mind, Leon whispered, "Open your mouth."

Just as she parted her lips, Leon quickly put one hand at the back of her head. His tongue met hers.

As lust burned through their bodies, Michelle's vision blurred in the inferno.

During the process, Leon had an erection.

In their passionate kissing, Michelle could hardly keep up. She could hardly breathe, so she moved back a little.

She felt as if she was going to drown if they continued any further.

'I can't keep up. I feel as if I'm floating in the middle of the ocean. And I'm too tired to keep my head above the water,' she thought.

With his hot breath warming her face, Leon combed his fingers through her hair to soothe her.

"Take it easy for a moment. Next time, I'll show you how to breathe while kissing."

Michelle's blushing cheeks now turned an even deeper shade of red.

After a while, Leon said, "Forget it. I'll teach you now."

"What? Mmmph..." His lips were on hers again.

This time, Leon wasn't in a hurry. He was relaxed, taking his time to kiss her slowly. Now, their movement flowed as smoothly as their emotions.

He was a patient teacher. He let her take it slow until she was comfortable enough to explore further.

For a long time, they kissed again and again. At last, Michelle's body softened in his embrace.

Exhausted, she leaned her forehead against his chest. After they had expressed their passion, she felt a bit shy to look at his face.

Patting her softly on the back, Leon said, "Don't be shy. I'll turn around so I can't see you."

"Really?" Michelle asked in a low voice, tugging at his clothes with both hands.

"Yes. I'll just sit here and won't walk you home."

Michelle shook her head. "You don't need to walk me home. Leon, you can turn around now. I'm going inside."

"Okay," Leon answered, chuckling lightly.

No other cars were driving around, and it was very quiet. Michelle felt his breath hit her as he tried to keep in his giggling.

"Stop laughing, Leon," Michelle said with a pout.

"I didn't mean it. You rubbed against my chest when you shook your head. It tickled me a bit," he explained.

Embarrassed, Michelle didn't know what else to say. She had blamed Leon wrongly.

"Hey, turn around," she ordered, giving him a soft push. As promised, Leon looked the other way. She then lifted her head from his chest and opened the door. After taking one last glimpse at him, she stepped out of his car. She quickly ran towards her house with her head down.

The cold night wind couldn't blow away the warmth in her cheeks.

Looking down, Leon noticed that he was still quite aroused. He turned his gaze outside and saw Michelle running towards her house. "Michelle, I really wanted to walk you home. If only you knew," he said with a sigh. Meanwhile, Michelle didn't run straight to her home.

Instead, she turned at a corner and hid behind some trees. From a distance, she could see the headlights of Leon's car. She stepped into the open when Leon finally drove away, waving at the car as it sped into the night. Smiling, she whispered to herself, "Leon, for as long as we are together, I will always cherish you and make you happy. We're going to make good memories together."

When Michelle got to their doorstep, she saw that the lights were still on in the living room.

She had called her parents earlier that evening to let them know that she was going out with her classmates. She told them not to wait up because she would be home late. Lastly, she asked them to leave the light on for her.

It never crossed her mind to check what time it was, so she thought it was still early. Once she had entered the house, she looked and around saw that her parents weren't there. She then headed upstairs, climbing each step quietly like a thief.

"I wonder why they went to bed early today," she muttered, gently closing the door behind her.

She took out her phone and saw that it was already 11:05 in the evening.

She was shocked. "I didn't notice that it was already so late."

After opening the door, she headed downstairs again to turn off the light in the living room. However, she forgot to bring her phone with her. Without the light from her mobile phone, heading back upstairs was tricky. In the darkness, she hit her leg against the steps. She knelt and cried out in pain.

Tears rolled down her cheeks.

Once back in her room, Michelle quickly sat on the chair and rolled up her trousers. There was a red, medium-sized bruise on her shin.

With difficulty, she hopped on one leg to the cabinet. She rummaged through the assortment of items to find the ointment for bruises. When she finally found it, she applied it generously on her bruise, feeling instant relief.

By the window, a bouquet of champagne roses sat peacefully. Seeing the beautiful flowers, Michelle clasped her hands and prayed.

For her, the bouquet really represented happiness.

She had thought that the flowers wouldn't last long after the rain. She had never expected that they would live again and look even better than before. Michelle was overjoyed.

In the past, she couldn't even keep a succulent plant alive. But now, after more than half a month, the roses were blooming better and livelier. 'Leon is my boyfriend now.

I will pray sincerely every day so that our happiness lasts,"

she thought.

Deep inside, Michelle believed that sincere prayers work miracles.

However, once a flower is plucked from the ground, it can never bloom better than before. She didn't notice that the flowers had been replaced with new ones a few days ago.

After washing up, Michelle looked around that her bed had new sheets on them. She felt anxious that her old ones weren't there.

It wasn't until she saw the familiar gray sheets hanging on the clothesline that she felt relieved.

It turned out her mother had washed them.

Lying in the bed, Michelle couldn't fall asleep. She would cover her face and giggle all by herself. Sometimes, she just looked up at the ceiling and bit the quilt, smiling. "Leon is my boyfriend now," she kept mumbling.

If her parents saw how silly she looked, they would think that their daughter had lost her mind.

The whole night, all she could think of was Leon.

Eventually, the sun shone the first rays of morning light across the sky. Yet Michelle was still not sleepy at all. She was in high spirits and full of energy.

She got up when her alarm clock rang and started getting dressed. She applied a facial mask and then put on makeup.

During her three years abroad, she had been very busy. She would miss Leon badly whenever she was idle.

She needed distractions to keep her from missing him too much.

During her time away, she had to learn new things to keep her mind busy in her free time. Among those was putting on makeup.

After applying light makeup, she also used some lipstick. She was pleased when she looked at herself in the mirror. She smiled, beaming with energy.

At this time, she received a message from Leon. He said that he would wait for her at the roadside and drive her to work.

With a big smile, Michelle went downstairs. She even forgot about the pain in her leg.

As she came down the stairs, her mother appeared with plates of breakfast. Elaine was stunned when she saw her daughter glowing and well-dressed. "Michelle?"

"Good morning, Mom." As if she didn't see the confusion on her mother's face, Michelle proceeded to greet her father. "Good morning, Dad."

Adams was sitting at the table and reading the newspaper. He calmly smiled back at her and said, "You got up so early. You still have about two hours left before work, don't you?" "Well, it's good to be up early. It gives me extra time to prepare for the day." Michelle's face was full of joy. She really looked ready to take on the day.

Since she had only cooked two plates of breakfast, Elaine offered to make some for her daughter. "I'll cook you breakfast. Why don't you take a seat first?"

"No, thanks, Mom. I'll go grab breakfast outside. Here, let me help," Michelle answered, offering to carry the plates for her.

Elaine followed her daughter closely and felt that she was acting a bit strange. She sat on the chair and asked, "Michelle, you seem quite happy today. Would you tell us about it?" When she realized that her mother was observing her with expectant eyes, Michelle froze. Her father was looking at her with the same look.

'Oh no!' she cried inwardly.

"Are you in love?" Elaine asked, hitting the nail on the head.