They sat in silence for a while, the refreshing warm water lapping gently at their skin, steam curling upward in lazy spirals
Naevora leaned back against the stone edge, eyes half-closed, letting the heat soak into her muscles.
Turning to look at him, Naevora spoke "Atleast be discreet; you are openly staring at my cleavage."
Brandon shrugged, not even pretending to look away. "I'm an honest man. Why should I hide that I'm ogling your breasts?"
She shook her head with a soft laugh "Do you talk to every woman... like this? Bluntly?"
Smiling, he replied "Not all women, only to the ones I like."
Hm? Naevora's eyes widened slightly, surprise flickering across her face before she masked it with a raised brow.
She reached up and pinched his cheek "Bastard,"
Brandon grabbed her hand before she could pull away, holding it against his face with a chuckle.
With a grin, he asked "Now then, when are we removing that towel? I can clean your body properly."
