murakami, haruki - Norwegian wood

situation conducive to sexual excitement. My nose was resting on her
head and her short-cut hair would tickle every now and then.
"Come on, say something to me," Midori said, her face buried in my
chest.
"What do you want me to say?"
"Anything. Something to make me feel good." "You're really cute," I
said.
" - Midori," she said. "Say my name."
"You're really cute, Midori," I corrected myself. "What do you mean
really cute?"
"So cute the mountains crumble and the oceans dry up." Midori lifted
her face and looked at me. "You have this special way with words."
"I can feel my heart softening when you say that," I said, smiling.
"Say something even nicer."
"I really like you, Midori. A lot."
"How much is a lot?"
"Like a spring bear," I said.
"A spring bear?" Midori looked up again. "What's that all about? A
spring bear."
"You're walking through a field all by yourself one day in spring, and
this sweet little bear cub with velvet fur and shiny little eyes comes
walking along. And he says to you, "Hi, there, little lady. Want to
tumble with me?' So you and the bear cub spend the whole day in each
other's arms, tumbling down this clover-covered hill. Nice, huh?"
"Yeah. Really nice."
"That's how much I like you."
"That is the best thing I've ever heard," said Midori, cuddling up
against my chest. "If you like me that much, you'll do anything I tell
you to do, right? You won't get angry, right?"
"No, of course not."
"And you'll take care of me always and always."
,,Of course I will," I said, stroking her short, soft, boyish hair. "Don't
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