Chapter 65 Clothes for Lucas
Kyra walked out from the washroom, her cheeks flushed with a mix of bashfulness and contentment. As she padded towards the bed, she shot a reproachful glance at Lucas, who lay smirking mischievously.
"You’ve really wasted so much of my time, Lucas." she scolded, slipping back onto the bed.
"It’s not entirely my fault, you know. Who asked you to...mff." Lucas’s eyes widened as Kyra playfully covered his mouth with her hands.
"Well, you’re quite the talkative wolf, aren’t you, Lucas?" she teased, a half-smile gracing her lips. "Now, let me make your clothes before it’s too late! And you’ve even ruined your underwear." she chided, casting a disapproving look in Lucas’s direction, causing his eyes to widen further.
Kyra took her hands off his mouth, grabbed cloth material, and Needle again started sewing the white T-shirt. She remembered his measurements by her arms, so she quickly, roughly started sewing.
Lucas pouted and sat beside her, absentmindedly tracing circles on the bedsheet. He couldn’t help but admire her nimble fingers as she skillfully sewed the fabric.
Even the most talented males couldn’t compare to her, he thought.
After a while, Kyra finished sewing and let out a contented sigh. Setting the needle down, she turned around and noticed Lucas lying on the bed, lost in his thoughts.
"Lucas, I’ve made your clothes. Can you try them on?" she asked, a hint of excitement in her voice. Lucas eagerly hopped off the bed.