Seeing Ethan looking so defeated, Lily couldn't help but smile softly. Her voice was gentle as she reminded him, "Be careful with your wound. Just wipe down; don't let it get wet."
At least he hadn't been completely overtaken by his desires. While she wasn't opposed to intimacy, she couldn't accept being too close; it felt strange to her…
In that regard, she and Ethan are on opposite ends of the spectrum.
Hearing her words, Ethan immediately turned around. He stared at her with intense desire, a glint of excitement flickering in his eyes as if he wanted to devour her. His thin lips parted. "Lily, come help me wash up!"
She had just thought he was capable of controlling his desires.
Lily's face flushed an even deeper red, her entire face burning. In frustration, she grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, hitting him squarely in the chest. "Go take your shower!"
