During Kalea's illness, Arthur restrained his desire not to do anything intimate with the girl. However, if Kalea was the one teasing him now, how could Arthur still hold back all the turmoil of desire and lust that had been suppressed for so long?
"Lea," Arthur called out as he held Kalea's hand still on his cheek.
"Hm?"
"Do you know the risk of provoking my lust?"
"I'll run out tonight," Kalea replied very casually, as if she were not afraid at all; even the smile on her lips was beautifully etched. "You haven't answered my question, Arthur. Don't you miss my touch?"
Arthur took Kalea's hand gently and kissed the back of her hand, then replied, "I miss you very much."
