"Sir, your towel," Milk said as she held out the towel to Kyle as he got close.
Kyle flashed her a smile, taking it and wiped his face and chest before grabbing Sari by the waist and pulled her close.
He kissed her nose and asked, "How did you get here?"
Sari didn't know where to put her hands.
His chest was bare, and she was too embarrassed to put it there. If she put it around his waist, she would also be touching bare skin. If she went lower, then she'd be touching his firm butt.
In the end, she simply held her hands together in front of her chest, in the small space between them.
Kyle couldn't help but grin at that, thinking that this little pure one had actually offered herself a week ago. Thank goodness it had been at a place that he couldn't take her there and then - and that he could hold back.
No matter how you look at it, it would be like he was bullying a child.
