Chapter 58: The taste of temptation (M)
Oh? Oh??
What do you mean ’oh’?
I clutched the blanket tightly and pressed my legs together beneath it. Looking at his face, I wanted to scold him for making fun of me. But I felt like I would make an embarrassing voice if I open my mouth, so I just pressed my lips and glared at him, although it was probably ineffective, with the way my eyes glazed and my face flushed.
"This is a surprise," he said with a smile, brushing stray hairs from my cheek as if trying to see my flustered face better. "We’ve been spending nights together in bed, but this is the first time I see you waking up in this condition,"
I bit my lips then, as I thought of the same thing. Why? Why now? It wasn’t the first time I slept stuck to his body. What kind of circumstances...
Ah, circumstances...
I had been missing him so much, thinking about kissing him, touching him. I was spending a nice time last night, conversing, basking in his presence, feeling fuzzy because of the miraculous drug, and being kissed until I fell asleep.
Was that why?
"What do you want to do?" he asked, caressing my messy hair. "Do you want to take care of it? Should I leave you alone?"
I blinked at him, clutching the soft fabric covering me. "Take care...of it?"
There was a silence between us, until he looked at me keenly then, his gaze was filled with wonder. "Don’t tell me you never..."