"Hestia, you should take a shower now. Here's the towel, I'll just bring you the clothes you can wear later."
Hestia just nods, blushing as she took the white towel on Avery's hand. She's still not done grasping her situation. She still hasn't understood how the heck she ended up staying at Avery's hotel, how the hell she ended up meeting Avery in that waiting shed in this country. She wants to worry about that all throughout the night but she has something else that she's more worried about, and that's how the hell she will spend the night alone with Avery? How the hell can she contain herself and not be drown in her own desires? How the hell can she sleep without her hands wandering around Avery's voluptuous body? How the hell can she just close her eyes to sleep, with the girl of her d
