"Humph!" Vera Wave stood up, clutching the blanket. "If I look ugly, then I look ugly! Big deal, maybe I just won't wear it anymore!"
Her attempt at seduction had backfired, and she'd even been harshly scolded by Kris Cooper. Naturally, the young lady wasn't in the best of moods.
Kris Cooper chuckled. Silly girl, what on earth goes on in that little head of yours?
"Little dummy!" He grabbed her hand and placed it on himself. "You started this fire; you figure out how to put it out!"
He was clearly aroused and aching, struggling to endure it, yet she actually thought she had no charm?
Her heart tightened, and Vera Wave frantically pulled her hand back.
"Pervert!"
Kris Cooper wrapped his arms around her waist, lowered his head to kiss her hair, and his hand gently kneaded her silk pajamas a couple of times.
Suppressing the urge to passionately ravish her, he withdrew his hand and stroked her long hair.
