Dmitri stood after he recovered, and he hugged her.
"I am fine." He said again. "I smell bad. I need to take a shower. Okay?"
She looked up at him with worried eyes. He pressed his lips and kissed her nose.
"You aren't sick, right?" She asked.
"No." He shook his head. "I am healthy. It's just—" He sighed. He doesn't know how to explain it to her. He patted her head. "I'll explain to you, later."
"I'll just join you in the shower. You might fall again." She removed her shirt and then pull down her panties. He removed his shorts together with his boxers and then he led her to the shower.
***
Freya reached a scrunch and pull her hair into a messy bun then she faced Steven who is busy making their dinner. She sat on the breakfast stool and then propped her elbow over the counter table and lean her cheek over to her palm.
