
"It looks like my hair is dry."
Emily knows her hair is still wet. He was just a stale base so Leon could stop drying his hair. It's a shame that it's like this, let alone that his relationship with Leon has just improved these few days.
"A little more. It's still wet."
"Then let me, then" said Emily.
He grabbed the hair dryer from Leon's hand. However, the man brushed aside by holding his hand so as not to touch his hair dryer.
"Be careful Emily, it's hot. Your hands could blister."
That sentence just now made Emily feel even more awkward. Again Leon gave attention that made the long-haired girl become constantly misbehaved. Thinking about how the man stood behind him and squashed each strand of his hair, he even felt a little quiver when Leon's hand accidentally touched his neck.
In the heart of the woman hoping, hopefully Leon does not realize if he is very uncomfortable with a position like this.
"What's wrong?"
Emily frowned not understanding.
"Are you uncomfortable with this?"
Emily surprised. Just a few minutes ago he thought about this, now it has been caught off guard. That's because Leon had just returned to accidentally knock his ears and he immediately made a movement like wanting to wipe it but done with his shoulders instead of hands. Like wanting to touch him, but out of shame he reflexes to move his shoulders to touch his ears. Just imagine, such a move was indeed very awkward.
"N-no."
"What's awkward?"
Emily doesn't know what to answer, because everything Leon asks is going through right now. The black girl thought for a moment and then replied.
"I am too."
The two unintentionally simultaneously stared at the mirror on the dresser. They laughed together. Really funny. Even a few years together, just this time Leon laughed freely with him.
"It's dry."
"Ah okay. Thank ye. I have to change clothes." Emily tidied her hair and then timidly stepped into the dressing room. He was just wearing a bathrobe.
"I also need to take a shower." Without any shame Leon opened the t-shirt in his possession. At that time, Emily's position had not yet entered the dressing room.
Emily had previously left a small towel that she used to dry her hair near her dressing table. But when he turned around he wanted to take it. A muscular chest with a fairly visible line of boxes suddenly appeared in front of him.
Although long ago, when Leon was in a coma he had already seen and even touched it. But this time in a different mood. Leon used to be unconscious, but now the man was consciously doing so. His appearance was better than when he was lying on the bed.
"God! Sorry, I didn't mean it." Emily's red face was embarrassed.
Looking at Emily who was looking down with a red face, Leon gave a faint smile. The goal is that the awkwardness between the two can disappear, instead making his wife become embarrassed and increasingly feel awkward.
"From today, your eyes should get used to my body."
After saying that, Leon stepped towards the bathroom leaving Emily standing stiff.
"What did that mean? Is every day he'll take off his shirt in front of me or will he..." Emily paused her sentence, instead thinking of something related to undressing, but very sensitive.
"Oh no! No! There's no way he'll do it." In a hurry he stepped into the dressing room. Throwing away his mind about that sensitive thing. He was afraid if it really happened and he was not ready to do it.