They ate to their heart's content. Ella drank some wine and became tipsy. When she walked, she felt as if she were floating.
After returning home, Kyle ordered her as he took off his jacket, "Take a shower."
"Alright."
Ella blushed and went into the bathroom.
Forty minutes later, she came out of the bathroom and said to Kyle, who was sitting on the sofa, "I'm done. It's your turn."
Kyle looked up at her and saw that her long hair was still wet and draped over her shoulders. He frowned. "Sit here."
"Okay."
Ella hesitated before sitting down next to him.
He said nothing. He merely rose to find a hairdryer and helped her dry her hair.
Ella was taken aback. "I can do it myself."
"Just don't move."
His voice was low. His slender fingers caressed her long hair. His expression was unus
