She coughed softly, attempting to stand, but was held around the waist by a hand and firmly embraced.
"You!"
"Lily," he murmured slowly into her ear with a magnetic and seductive voice, "I want to marry you."
Lily, I want to marry you.
Just six words, yet they stunned Lily Smith completely.
The man's head rested on her shoulder, his warm breath flowing by her ear as she felt her wildly racing heart beyond control, even the palms of her hands starting to sweat.
It was just six words, yet they wielded such great power over her.
Only after her breathing steadied did Lily Smith manage to cough softly and retort breathlessly: "You're spouting nonsense in the middle of the night! Keep rambling, and I'm leaving!"
"Lily?"
"Forget it, it's late, I'm going back to rest."
