"And?"
"Take it off and let it dry," Isla shrugged.
Sebastian was speechless. This woman... was she initiating something, or was she worried he would be uncomfortable with the wet pants?
"You don't want to take it off?" Isla asked.
Mouth agape like a dead fish, Sebastian took his pants off. Even after that, question marks still riddled his face. And it really made Isla burst into laughter.
Sebastian had a natural dark aura to him. His perplexed face almost looked like anger, but the people who had been with him for a while could differentiate his dumb confusion and his anger in one glance. That was why Isla was laughing at him.
'Are we fucking?' was written so clearly on his forehead that Isla burst into a louder, longer laughter.
"Why are you making fun of me?" Sebastian narrowed his eyes, now clearly upset despite still being perplexed. Still, he felt that his acting like that would make her laugh more, and it was a win-win situation for him.
