Turning his face away like a gentleman, avoiding looking at Memoria's chest, Ivana Bennett casually pulled the blanket over her and grabbed her wet T-shirt to leave.
On the pillow, Memoria raised her arm, pulling it out from under the blanket, and placed it on top.
An arm as delicate as a lotus root appeared in front of Ivana, with a bluish-purple mark on the elbow from an injury sustained yesterday.
The light cast a glow on her partially exposed shoulder, adorned with just a single black strap.
Her collarbone was exposed, forming a deep hollow where a silver spider lay quietly.
In the light, her skin appeared exquisite and tender, as if Ivana's hand had a will of its own, reaching toward her cheek.
Realizing his action, Ivana raised an eyebrow, paused his hand in mid-air, then extended it to brush away the stray hair from her face, gently caressing her cheek with his fingertip.
"Since you're so eager to be my girlfriend, I guess I'll reluctantly accept!"
