" Beautiful." Ikaris blurted out honestly, making Ellie smile up to her ears. But the next thing he asked made her blush with shame. "By the way... what was all that moaning?"
"Cough, yeah... Right... We were wondering the same thing..." Kellam cleared his throat in embarrassment.
Ellie stole several nervous glances at the Arch Imp walking out of the room after her and muttered bashfully,
"Nothing..."
The knowing glances from the males in the room made her face heat up so much one could have cooked an egg on it. It was obvious they didn't believe her, given their skeptical looks.
Fortunately, Glenrow, the man responsible for her predicament, came to the young woman's rescue. Winking at Ellie, he chimed in,
"She was so stiff I had to give her a quick massage to loosen her up a bit. Otherwise, I can't do my job properly. My duty is to reveal the inner beauty of my clients, to match their personality with their clothing style."
