Chapter 208
The letter didn’t contain any specific commitments. Mia knew Kevin had written it this way on purpose, but she didn’t make him rewrite it. It was all part of a game, and neither of them took it too seriously. Mia didn’t naively believe that a letter would have much effect. She just hoped it would make Kevin think twice before acting.
Seeing Kevin’s glass was empty, Mia poured him another. But Kevin didn’t hold it properly, and most of the hot water spilled onto Mia’s thigh, sending up a cloud of steam.
Mia cried out in pain, dropping the glass, which shattered. Her thigh burned, and she almost fell. Kevin quickly supported her, helping her to the bathroom. He took the showerhead and sprayed cold water on her thigh for five or six minutes until the pain subsided. However, her jeans were soaked. Kevin helped her back to the bedroom so she could change.
"You should step out for a moment." Mia said, sitting on the bed and preparing to take off her jeans. Seeing Kevin standing there, she blushed and felt shy. After all, she only had panties on under her jeans, and taking them off would expose her entire lower body.
"Oh, okay. Mia Wilson," Kevin said, snapping out of his daze. He quickly left the bedroom, gently closing the door behind him. He waited outside, worried about Mia’s burn.
After a while, not hearing any noise from inside, Kevin couldn’t help but knock and ask, "Mia Wilson, have you changed yet?"
Mia’s voice soon came from inside. "Kevin, come in for a moment." Kevin pushed the door open and saw Mia half-lying on the bed, her face flushed. She was struggling to pull off her jeans. The button was undone, but the jeans were tight and clung to her thighs and hips after getting wet. Seeing Kevin enter, she said helplessly, "Kevin, help me take these off. They’re too tight."
"Oh, okay," Kevin said, walking to the bed. He had Mia lie flat and lift her hips. He grabbed the waistband of her jeans and slowly pulled them down, revealing her full, round hips in sexy lace panties. The sight of her white, plump thighs and the barely covered mound at the base of her thighs, with a few dark pubic hairs peeking out, was intoxicating.
Kevin’s eyes burned with desire. He swallowed hard, his erection straining against his pants. Mia’s face turned crimson, her heart pounding. She quickly covered her intimate area with her hand, lightly scolding, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and take them off." Suddenly, Mia Wilson realized how ambiguous her words sounded, and she felt a wave of shyness wash over her. She turned her head, unable to look at Kevin.
Hearing Mia’s urging, Kevin snapped back to reality. He steadied himself and continued to carefully pull down her pants, being extra cautious near the burn. As he slowly removed the jeans, Mia’s ivory-like, smooth thighs were exposed before him. Kevin’s heart raced with excitement. He longed to hold and gently kiss those beautiful legs, which looked like a work of art, but he didn’t have the courage.
Soon, Kevin had completely removed the jeans and tossed them to the side. Mia’s lower body was now only covered by a small pair of panties, making her appear almost naked. Seeing her pristine, alabaster legs, Kevin’s breathing became rapid. He had always thought Mia’s breasts were her most stunning feature, but now he realized her legs were equally perfect—full and rounded thighs, slender and straight calves, with flawless, smooth skin. They could easily rival the legs of any model on television.
Compared to Mia’s legs, Camila Cortez’s were a bit too fleshy. Evelyn Allen’s were not long enough, and while Vanessa Wood’s legs were also long and straight, they lacked the roundness and smoothness of Mia’s. Kevin wished he could touch them to see if they were as silky and firm as they appeared.
His gaze moved to the area near Mia’s knee, where the skin was reddened from the burn. Fortunately, it was summer, and Mia was wearing light clothing. The quick application of cold water had likely prevented any serious damage. Kevin sighed in relief, thinking he would feel guilty forever if such beautiful legs were scarred. Blushing, he said, "Mia Wilson, it’s my fault. I didn’t hold the cup properly. Please scold me."