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''You are thinking too loud, Sarah,” Devlin drawled, a slight pinch of annoyance in his voice. “ It’s making me hard to concentrate on the movie.”

It was one hour after the jaw dropping event. Sarah and Devlin were sitting, by the television as he had offered to watch a movie. Devlin was completely at ease. However it was the contrary for Sarah. She was sitting on the other side of the couch, her knees up, her chin rested on them. She was deep in thoughts. The thoughts in her mind were in the traffic. It was very loud there. She could not stop thinking about how Devlin had behaved earlier. His actions, his words had given birth to a hope in her heart. She still could not understand why he had been like this, yet something was dancing in her chest. However, after this intimate moment, Sarah’s cheeks burned endlessly. She was so ill at ease and embarrassed at her own reaction to his passion.

“Oh? Oh, sorry”

She glanced in his direction and when she saw his lips twisted in a mockery