Chapter 10: A Simple Trip ( 10 )
Haruki sat at the dinner table, across from Kyouko as they ate together.
Kyouko wore a tight, sleeveless white tank top, her deep cleavage on full display—not that she seemed to notice. The fabric clung to her curves, outlining the soft swell of her breasts, rising and falling with each breath she took.
And those short shorts... they barely covered anything, revealing her smooth, toned thighs as she sat comfortably across from him.
Damn, she's really hot.
"Haruki?"
Her voice snapped him back to reality.
"Umm... yes?" He stammered, hoping she hadn't noticed his gaze.
"The food's not good?"
Ah, shit. He had been so distracted that he'd barely touched his plate.
"Ah, no! This food is delicious," he quickly reassured her. And it was. Her cooking was better than anything he could get from a restaurant.
Kyouko smiled softly. "Sorry, Haruki. I had to cook with whatever I could find. The fridge is running low, so I'm sorry if it's not good enough."