Jules didn't say anything for a long while as he stared at her, and she began to feel self-conscious again.
When he didn't speak, just continued to stare with this funny look on his face, she started to fidget nervously. "Is something wrong?" she asked finally.
Jules looked up as if waking from a dream. "Wrong? Sweet Amora, no. I'm in just in awe; that's all."
Ghia wrinkled her nose and looked down at her partially naked body. "You've seen lots of naked bodies, Jules. What's so special about mine?"
He laughed again, a breathier sound than before. "It's yours," he said pointedly, and suddenly she got what he meant, realised that funny look on his face was desire.
"Oh." Her face heated again and she wished he didn't have such an easy time making her blush. No one else did.
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