Her Thoughts

"Hey, what are you thinking?"

Mark clicked his fingers in front of Eva's face to make her come back to her senses and looked at him with little halt before responding, "N-Nothing."

While her hand clenched on her duvet tightly which was wrapped around her naked chest.

Mark slightly frowned to feel her out of space and sighed before asking her, "Eva, you still haven't answered my question."

She remembered what he was talking about, this made her little heart go uneasy suddenly. She shrugged a little before replying to him with a fake tiny smile, "Mom is doing well…She told me that she was busy with her work these last few days…that's why can't take calls or can call me…"

"That's good. If she is fine." Mark mumbled between his breathing to her.

Eva stared at his face and tried to read it. Has he been worried about her mother all this time? This consummation made her hesitate for a moment to be with him in the same bed and same room.

However, soon Mark raised another question without