The rain had stopped. It was already eight in the evening. Clara felt cold. Geralt turned off the air conditioner so Clara wouldn't feel so cold, but it seemed like the cold air still made Clara shiver.
"Let me hug you," Geralt offered.
Clara felt conflicted. She didn't want to cross the line, but the current situation was cold.
"Please," Geralt pleaded out of concern for Clara's well-being.
Clara couldn't stand it anymore. She let Geralt hug her. Instantly, her body felt warm. Clara felt calm being hugged by Geralt.
"So warm," Clara said.
Geralt felt a little awkward because he could feel Clara's skin against him. He was not a holy man. He was like a typical teenager in a state of burning turmoil. Moreover, Clara was the woman he wanted. It's just that Geralt tried to restrain himse
